My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 1020:
Jenesis noticed the subtle shift in her expression, a flicker of emotion that briefly clouded her eyes. Jenesis paused, studying her
with quiet curiosity before speaking in a gentle voice. “Are you thinking about Kristopher?”
Carrie gave a firm nod. She didn’t shy away from the name. At home, she rarely mentioned him—Kristopher had never been
welcome in the Morrison household.
But here, with Jenesis, someone who had walked through similar trials, she felt safe enough to be honest.
Placing the pink baby bottle carefully back on the shelf, Carrie spoke in a low voice, almost to herself. “When he was still tangled
up with Lise, I used to wish he was dead. It sounds awful, but back then, it felt easier to imagine being the widow of a man who
had once loved me, than to watch him give his heart to another woman.”
Her voice softened further, eyes focused on a distant past. “But later, we had moments—real, beautiful moments. I won’t pretend
he didn’t hurt me, but there were times he made me feel deeply loved. And now, even when he makes me furious, I can’t bring
myself to hate him. Not really. I just... I want him to live. To live well.”

Jenesis gave a soft, knowing smile. She gently reached over and brushed a strand of hair behind Carrie’s ear, her touch warm
and motherly.
“People are complicated,” she said softly. “We all carry contradictions inside us. No one is all good or all bad.” She looked at
Carrie with pride. “I’m glad you can see him so clearly. Maybe you haven’t completely let go yet, but it’s obvious you’re no longer
clinging to him. You’re not letting him dictate your life—or your future.”
Carrie felt her chest tighten, not with sorrow but with comfort. Her throat swelled with gratitude, and she turned to wrap her arms
around Jenesis. “Aunt Jenesis... you feel like the mother I never had.”
Jenesis stroked her hair, her voice tender. “I don’t have children of my own, Carrie. You’ve always been like a daughter to me.”
If Carrie’s mother had still been alive, perhaps she would have said these same words. Maybe then Carrie wouldn’t have poured
all her love into Kristopher, searching for something she never fully received at home.
Truthfully, there were so many pieces that led to where things now stood—it was never just about Kristopher.

The sound of the store door opening pulled Carrie back. She stepped out of the embrace, straightening herself with a faint trace
of embarrassment.
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Jenesis glanced at the newcomer and said lightly, “No need to be shy. You’re still just a kid. If it weren’t for everything with the
Campbell family, you’d probably still be in school right now, finishing grad school.”
Carrie rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue. “Grad students aren’t kids, you know.”
Jenesis laughed. When it came to doting on Carrie, she was just as indulgent as the men in the Morrison family—if not more so.
To them, Carrie was still the little girl they’d always protected.
Letting the moment pass, Jenesis gently steered the conversation back. “I don’t know Kristopher very well, but I never thought he
was a bad person. And I could see how much he cared about you. I didn’t say anything before—I was afraid it might sway you
back to him.”
Carrie looked down, fidgeting with the zipper on her jacket. Her voice dropped to a murmur. “This isn’t just about love anymore.
Even if there’s still something there, too much has happened. Some things... you just can’t go back to.”
Jenesis tilted her head slightly, her voice calm. “Maybe his amnesia was a strange kind of blessing. I never told you this, but the
way he swerved his car to stop yours that day—he was willing to die just to save you.”
“What?” Carrie’s voice trembled, the blood draining from her face. She stared at Jenesis, stunned, her eyes wide in disbelief.
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