My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 654:

While the Morrison family’s home exuded a classic and refined charm, the Websters’ residence was a modern villa situated near a vast shopping complex, which could easily be mistaken for an exclusive designer store by those not in the know.

Arion enthusiastically informed Carrie, saying, “Kyson actually founded and runs the university where you rented the gymnasium.”

“Principal?” Carrie expressed her surprise.

The birthday boy was just 22, younger than her by two years. She had assumed he was merely a wealthy student, yet he had established a university.

As their vehicle approached the entrance to the Webster property, a young woman in a blue dress hurried out from the main house. “Reece, I saw your car and had to come out! Why are you so late?”

Carrie was the first to exit the car. When she met the young woman’s gaze, the warmth on the woman’s face disappeared. “What are you doing here?” the woman demanded coldly.

Carrie’s gaze locked onto the woman in front of her, recognition striking immediately. It was the same woman who had been openly hostile to her at the mall—the one whose sharp words still lingered in Carrie’s memory.

She had meant to ask Reece about the woman later, but with the whirlwind of moving into the Morrison household, reuniting with Arion, and adjusting to her new life, the question had been forgotten.

Reece stepped out of the car first, his frame tense as he instinctively moved to shield Carrie behind him. His voice was firm but devoid of warmth. “Marina, I’m only here today because it’s your brother’s birthday. If you’re rude to Carrie, I won’t come again.”

The woman—Marina—froze, her wide eyes brimming with unshed tears. “Reece!” Her voice quivered as she struggled to keep her composure. “You’ve been completely fooled by her. Do you even know—”noveldrama

“I don’t need anyone else to tell me what kind of person my cousin is,” Reece interjected smoothly, his arm coming to rest protectively around Carrie’s shoulders.

“Cousin?” Marina repeated, stunned. The accusation on her face gave way to disbelief as her gaze flickered from Carrie to Reece.

Before the moment could grow any more awkward, Arion stepped out of the passenger seat, a casual smile on his lips as he strolled to Carrie’s other side. “Marina,” he said lightly, “let me introduce you properly. This is our cousin, Carrie.”

His smile widened, and he shot Reece a sly look. “Of course, she might also be your cousin in the future.”

Reece’s expression darkened, his sharp glare cutting through Arion’s mischief like a knife.

Carrie caught the tension in Reece’s eyes and, for a brief moment, felt a pang of sympathy for Marina. It wasn’t difficult to see the feelings the woman harbored for him—feelings that clearly weren’t reciprocated.

Marina’s face flushed a deep red, her hands twisting nervously. After a moment, she managed to stammer, “What about the online rumors…?”

Arion leaned in slightly, his striking eyes twinkling as he replied with a coaxing tone, “Oh, come on. A clever girl like you wouldn’t believe those trashy gossip accounts, would you? Of course, they’re fake.”

Marina’s gaze swept over the three of them: Carrie, Reece, and Arion. She couldn’t deny it—the resemblance between them was uncanny. Their enchanting eyes seemed to be carved from the same mold. No wonder Carrie had caught her attention at first sight, Marina thought bitterly. She hadn’t just found Carrie beautiful—the latter had looked like Reece.

.

.

.