My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 753:

“Carrie Campbell is nothing but a harbinger of misfortune. My compassion was misplaced—I should have let her leave when she first sought the divorce instead of offering second chances.”

Her expression darkened with mounting disgust.

“I completely misjudged her character.

To think she managed to ingratiate herself with the Morrison family in Isonridge after the divorce. Her marriage to Kristopher must have been calculated from the start…”

Oliver glanced at Kristopher’s still form, pressing his lips together before venturing a defense.

“Mrs… Ms. Campbell isn’t the person you’re painting her to be. Josh Morrison is her grandfather.

The Morrisons are her mother’s family—she’s actually Reece and Arion’s cousin.” He had hoped this revelation of Carrie’s background might soften Billie’s stance toward her relationship with Mr. Norris.

Instead, Billie’s features froze momentarily before twisting with renewed bitterness.

“That explains everything—her sudden confidence in pursuing a divorce, her ability to have Lise arrested. She must have known about her Morrison connections all along, yet…”

played the innocent victim.

“The woman is ruthlessly calculating. No wonder Lise stood no chance—her amateur schemes pale in comparison to Carrie’s machinations.”

Oliver stood speechless, his mind reeling. How had his intervention backfired so spectacularly? Where had his words gone wrong? The way Billie had twisted everything left him stunned.

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Back at the Morrison residence, the group returned, though Marina lingered uncertainly at the threshold. Like a chastened schoolgirl, she cast an anxious glance at Reece before turning to Carrie with remorse flooding her features.

“I’m so sorry, Carrie. I had no idea they would be there today…”noveldrama

Carrie’s warm smile met Marina’s distress as she squeezed her hand reassuringly.

“You’re not clairvoyant — there’s no way you could have anticipated this. Please don’t blame yourself. If anything, I’m grateful. Without you, my cousins would have kept me confined at home. I was beginning to feel suffocated.”

Seeking to ease the tension, Reece made an uncharacteristic effort to comfort Marina.

“None of this falls on your shoulders. Let us arrange transportation home for you.

Today’s events have been draining—you must be exhausted.”

“Thank you,” Marina murmured, accepting his offer.

As someone was dispatched to escort Marina home, Arion headed to the kitchen to oversee dinner preparations. Reece guided Carrie toward her chambers.

Once inside her bedroom, Reece’s expression grew serious as he shared news.

“Our team has gathered sufficient evidence against Lise and transferred her to police custody. I’ve instructed our Isonridge connections to handle everything strictly by protocol — no abuse of power will be tolerated.”

Carrie eased herself from the wheelchair onto the sofa, her voice soft.

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