My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 820:

As he placed the groceries inside, his lips curled into the faintest smile. The sight of the stocked refrigerator—with fresh produce, snacks, drinks, and condiments—seemed to ease something in him.

With a quiet click, he shut the door, then turned back to Daxton, his expression darkening.

“Now we can talk.” His eyes locked onto Daxton’s. “Why are you in Carrie’s apartment? What happened last night?”

“I considered you a friend,” Reece continued, stepping closer, his voice laced with quiet fury. “But you clearly don’t take my cousin seriously. You’re not even an official couple, yet you had the audacity to take advantage of her?”

Before Daxton could react, Reece’s hand shot forward, gripping his collar.

Daxton remained calm, meeting his gaze without flinching. “Would you believe me if I said nothing happened between Carrie and me?”

Reece scoffed. “Don’t play games with me. I know exactly what men are like.” His grip tightened.

“You expect me to believe you two spent the night together and did nothing? Do I look that gullible to you?” The way Daxton spoke so easily, so unaffected—it only fueled Reece’s anger.

What was he trying to say? That he could just dismiss everything? That it didn’t matter?

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Reece’s teeth clenched. His voice dropped to a low growl. “I was a fool to trust you.” His hold on Daxton’s shirt pulled tighter. “You slept with my cousin, and you think you can just walk away from it? Let me tell you something—” His glare burned into Daxton’s. “No chance.”

Daxton met Reece’s gaze and said calmly, “Reece, release me. I’ll explain everything.”

Reece felt a surge of anger course through his veins, clenching his fists tightly. Just as he was about to swing a punch, Carrie burst out of her bedroom. She caught sight of Reece holding Daxton by the collar, and her eyes widened. She moved swiftly, her actions overtaking her thoughts, and quickly approached them.

“Reece, what’s going on?” She reached out and pulled at Reece’s arm.

Reece wasn’t the type to use violence to resolve conflicts. When he felt Carrie pull him, he loosened his hold. He turned to face her, his expression stern, but his tone softened. “Carrie, don’t worry! Just tell me—do you have feelings for Daxton? If you do, I’ll make sure he’s welcomed into the Morrison family, if that’s what you want.”noveldrama

As he spoke the final words, he shot a warning glance at Daxton. Carrie glanced at Daxton with an apologetic look before gently hooking her arm around Reece’s. With a sigh of surrender, she said, “Reece, just listen to me. What kind of drama do you think this is?”

She guided Reece toward the sofa, while he looked at her with suspicion. “I’m not like my father. We’re the same age. Don’t think you can keep secrets from me.”

Once they reached the sofa, Carrie sat down beside Reece and reassured him with a smile. “Then have I ever lied to you? This is all just a big misunderstanding. Daxton is only staying for a few days. He’s in the guest room. Nothing inappropriate has happened. Surely you don’t think I can’t have male friends stay over, do you?”

“So, he’s only here for a few days?” Reece studied Carrie closely, looking for any hint of dishonesty on her face.

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