My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 670:

“I don’t,” Marina stammered, her voice faltering as she bit her lip. She struggled to find an explanation that wouldn’t make her seem foolish or petty. If she admitted she’d thought Carrie was Reece’s lover, she’d only embarrass herself further, revealing not just her jealousy but also her lack of tact.

She couldn’t embarrass herself like that.

Nearby, hidden among the crowd, Aliza let out a relieved sigh. Marina hadn’t implicated her. Sensing her window to escape, Aliza quietly slipped through a side door.

None of the staff would speak against her—she’d made sure of that. As long as she denied any involvement, no one could trace this back to her.

Reece turned to Carrie, his tone softening. “I shouldn’t have brought you here today. Let’s go. I’ll take you home.”

“Reece…” Kyson started, his voice hesitant. He wanted to persuade Reece to stay, but the words caught in his throat.

If the Morrison siblings left now, it would create an undeniable rift between the Morrisons and the Websters. Moreover, he had just begun to connect with Carrie. The last thing he wanted was for their budding relationship to sour into estrangement.

Marina, mustering her courage, stepped forward. Her voice was soft but steady as she said, “I’m sorry. This was my fault.”

Carrie didn’t respond to Marina. Instead, she turned to Reece, her hand reaching for his in a calming gesture. “Reece, Ms. Webster has already apologized. If we leave now, it might seem like we’re being unreasonable.” Her voice carried a measured warmth as she added, “It’s my first time in Isonridge, and Mr. Webster helped me the other day. Ms. Webster and I… well, we’ve gotten to know each other through this little misunderstanding.” She glanced around the crowd meaningfully, her eyes lingering on the spot where Aliza had been. “Besides, it’s better to deal with open hostility than hidden threats.”

Though Carrie didn’t directly accept Marina’s apology, her words served as an olive branch.noveldrama

Marina, sensing this, felt a faint sense of relief mixed with something unfamiliar—a budding admiration for Carrie.

She hesitated before asking softly, “Are you really Reece’s cousin? Our families have known each other for years. Where did Reece suddenly get a cousin from?”

All eyes turned to Reece. With a resigned sigh, he answered, “I should’ve explained better. She’s my granduncle’s granddaughter.”

Confusion rippled through the crowd. “Granduncle?” The term seemed to mean little to most of them.

But then, Kyson’s eyes widened as realization dawned. “Ms. Campbell…” he began, his voice tinged with disbelief. “Are you the granddaughter of Mr. Josh Morrison?”

The room filled with whispers and murmurs.

“Unbelievable, isn’t it? Josh died so young, in his twenties. How could he possibly have a granddaughter her age?”

“Even if the Morrison brothers both fell for the same woman, they wouldn’t dishonor Josh Morrison’s legacy. Honestly, without Josh’s legacy, Luca would hardly be president of the Music Association.”

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Message from Noah: Warm greetings, dear readers! New chapters coming this Friday. God bless you, and Noah wishes you all the best. (─‿‿O)

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