My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 1067:noveldrama

For a moment, Kelsey blinked, clearly unsure how to respond. “Oh. Then… Ms. Campbell?”

Grateful for the opening, Carrie looked at Daxton with soft relief and then turned to Kelsey. “I’ll be okay. I just need to reply to an email from work anyway.”

Picking up on Carrie’s discomfort, Kelsey didn’t push the issue further. Instead, she turned to Daxton. “I’ll tag along. I need to get my own report anyway.”

Jacob, being a man, didn’t feel right staying with Carrie alone, so he followed behind them without a word.

Watching them disappear down the hall, Carrie felt the weight of guilt press even heavier on her chest.

Daxton had picked up on her unease without her having to say a word. He always seemed to understand her without needing much explanation. But that didn’t change how she felt. Affection wasn’t something you could will into existence.

She exhaled softly, the sound barely audible. Despite agreeing to be with Daxton, no bond had formed. Every forced conversation only made it more obvious: gratitude might win you a partner, but never a true connection.

In front of the self-service kiosk, Daxton sifted through a stack of freshly printed medical reports, scanning them with deliberate care. While pretending to focus, he tilted the top sheet strategically, placing Carrie’s blood test where curious eyes could easily find it.

Not long after, Kelsey’s gaze landed on the report, and her entire expression changed. The calm exterior she’d worn faltered, and astonishment broke through.

O-type blood. The most common misdiagnosis trap for Bombay phenotype in standard blood tests.

Jacob cleared his throat with a soft cough, trying to ground the moment. “Looks like we got our reports too,” he said. “Thankfully, you’re fine. If something serious had come up…” He trailed off, letting the silence speak for him.

Lɒtєѕτ chɑρτєrs ιn g𝓪l𝑛ovє𝓁𝓈.𝑐𝓞𝓂

The sentence hung unfinished, the weight of what could’ve happened filling the gap.

Without exchanging a word, the couple locked eyes. Kelsey’s gaze drifted back to the top sheet in Daxton’s hand.

Years spent growing up side by side had made words almost unnecessary. One glance was all it took for them to read each other perfectly.

Everything suddenly clicked into place. If Carrie really was part of their family, all the strange details would finally make sense.

From the Morrison side, forging a sample and a medical report wouldn’t take much effort at all.

A wave of emotions washed over them. Hope, long buried, was finally breaking through. But tangled in that hope was bitterness—resentment for Carrie and the Morrisons. Just a bit of blood could have saved someone’s life, yet they’d guarded it like a treasure.

Burying the frustration behind a carefully crafted smile, Jacob stepped forward. “Looks like Ms. Campbell’s test came back clean. She and the baby are doing just fine. My wife’s not feeling great though, and since we’re already here, we might as well get her checked out. We’ll be heading out now.”

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