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My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 843
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Chapter 843 Chapter 843: If anyone knew, it was Albin. Aside from Oliver, Albin was the person closest to him. Albin might not understand business matters, but he knew everything about Kristopher's marriage.

Meanwhile, far away in Zimeron, Albin's phone lay untouched in his bag, the signal bar showing no reception.

He was too preoccupied with his work, lying on the ice, searching for the perfect shot.

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His nose was red from the cold, his fingers stiff, but there was a satisfied smile on his face.

A few days ago, he had asked Camille, "What do I have to do for you to forgive me?" She had laughed and said, "If you can, bring Zimeron's ice back to Isonridge." Now, as he looked at the stunning images captured on his camera, his heart swelled.

Kyson drove in silence.

Carrie had expected him to ask about Kristopher, but he never mentioned it. He didn't seem interested in gossip, unlike her cousins, who would have bombarded her with questions.

Thinking of her cousins made her smile unconsciously. But then she reminded herself—Kyson wasn't anything to her. He had no reason to question who she was with.

Mгe upaтε☐ ☐ ☐☐☐☐☐☐ She sat in the passenger seat, absentmindedly tugging at her sleeve, debating whether to start a conversation. But the words didn't come, so she simply turned to look out the window.

After a while, she noticed the scenery was becoming unfamiliar. The road stretched into more remote areas, far from the route leading to the Morrison family's home. Her brows furrowed slightly.

Just as she was about to ask, Kyson spoke first, as if reading her mind. "Your cousin askedto pick up sfruit. It's just two turns ahead." He glanced at her with a slight apologetic look. "Sorry, I should've told you earlier. I hope this doesn't mess up your plans." Carrie relaxed. "It's okay." Maybe she was being overly cautious, owing to her past experiences. She had assumed he'd stop at a specialty fruit store, but to her surprise, he maneuvered through an old alleyway before pulling over. Kyson unbuckled his seatbelt and looked at her. "Want to cwith me? Or would you rather wait in the car?" Carrie glanced at the narrow alley. Unlike Doris' place, this area was eerily quiet, almost deserted.

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Something about it unsettled her. Besides, she didn't know Kyson so well.

As she hesitated, Kyson spoke again, trying to reassure her. "They grow their own fruit. They also have sinteresting things you might like."

Carrie forced a smile. "Sure." She om unbuckled her seatbel The content istom novelenglish.net! Kyson, ever the gentleman, walked around to open her door.

Together, they weaved through the alley, making so many turns that m Carrie began to doubt whether this store even existed. But just when she was about to ask, a small shop appeared.

She looked up and froze. A middle-aged woman and a fboy-about ten years old-sat at the entrance. From their features, they were clearly mother and son.