My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 400

Chapter 400:

Kristopher held the frog close, leaned in, and kissed her cheek. “Well, then, you're a frog too.”

Carrie pushed the frog away in mock disgust. “Me? I'm so gorgeous, even as a frog, I'd be the princess.”

Kristopher, clearly having fun, squished the frog into various shapes. “Then I'd be the prince.”

Carrie paused for a second, surprised by such a playful remark from the usually serious Kristopher. She gave him

a light shove and burst out laughing. “That's such a cheesy joke. So cold.”

He watched her laugh, her eyes squinting with joy and her smile bright as sunlight. A warmth filled his chest.

Sometimes, it was worth it to let go of small things just to see her laugh.

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It suddenly hit him that he was starting to understand how marriage truly worked.

At Bayview Villa, beyond the newly landscaped green area, a stranger approached Willow, handing her several

bags. “Be sure to discard the old ones. Don’t get them confused.”

Inside the bags were items exactly like the supplements Carrie had been drinking.

“Understood,” Willow responded, then hurried back to the villa after a quick farewell.

In her room, she meticulously swapped the packaging of the new supplements with Carrie's. Willow shoved the

original supplements into a plastic bag, preparing to throw them away, but then she hesitated. These were the

supplements Billie had gone through so much to acquire—surely they must be important.

She quickly grabbed her phone and typed a text to her son, Emilio: “Head over to Bayview Villa. I've got some

supplements for you. Give them to your girlfriend, and hurry up and makea strong, healthy grandson.”

She sent the message but followed up with another for extra caution: “Callwhen you arrive. Don’t enter. Wait

by the road, and I'll bring it to you.”

Thirty minutes later, Oliver drove into the neighborhood. Carrie looked out the window and, to her surprise, saw

Willow sneaking out, holding a plastic bag.

“Stop the car,” Carrie ordered, tapping the back of Oliver's seat.

Confused, Oliver glanced at her through the rearview mirror but followed her command and hit the brakes.

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By now, Mrs. Norris’s authority was as powerful as Mr. Norris’s—if not more—so her commands were followed

without question.

Carrie rolled down the window, leaned out, and shouted, “Willow! Where are you headed?”

Willow froze, her body stiffening as if she'd been caught in the act. “M-Mrs. Norris? You're back?” she

stammered.

Carrie ignored Willow's stammer and asked again, “Where are you going?”

“Uh... nowhere, really. Just throwing out the trash,” Willow stammered, her eyes darting around as she

awkwardly tried to hide the plastic bag behind her back, hoping Carrie wouldn't notice.

Carrie raised an eyebrow. She knew the villa’s trash was always taken care of by the cleaning staff, so it didn’t

make sense that Willow would be handling it herself. Something was off.