My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 930:

Daxton froze momentarily. When realization hit about the activities inside the vehicle, his expression hardened instantly. Despite being a mature man, he hadn’t recognized the situation as quickly as Carrie had, which could only mean she had encountered something similar before.

His mind conjured unwelcome images of Carrie beneath Kristopher, her cheeks flushed, her gaze unfocused. A powerful urge seized him to drag Carrie home, cleanse her thoroughly inside and out again, and saturate every inch of her body with his scent, eliminating any trace of another man.

He inhaled deeply several times, forcibly quelling the fury building within him, and regained his composure.

As he prepared to continue walking, his gaze caught a discarded wooden board with protruding nails lying in the corner.

An idea crystallized in his mind. He veered toward the board, positioned one foot where the nails jutted out, and snapped the other half off with one swift motion.

With a sharp crack, the nails clattered to the floor.

He stooped to collect them, then approached the still-rocking car, pretending to adjust his trousers as he crouched down.

At this proximity, the passionate sounds from within the vehicle whispered faintly.noveldrama

He slowly uncurled his palm and examined the nails. Without hesitation, he delicately positioned them before the car’s tire.

He brushed his hands together, rose to his feet, and glanced at the window. The privacy film merely reflected his cold expression, concealing the interior activities.

He turned away, pulling out his phone to arrange the deletion of the garage’s surveillance footage. He also instructed his staff to distribute the video of the intimate encounter to online groups and forums frequently visited by the car’s owner.

The vehicle belonged to a newly graduated couple, both employed as teachers at public schools. Because of this recording, they faced severe social consequences, including workplace ostracism and relentless online harassment.

𝗢𝗻𝗅𝘆 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝘁 𝗀𝖺𝗅𝖓𝗈𝗏𝗲𝗅𝗌⍿ⅽ𝗈𝗆

They never imagined that a private moment would unleash such devastation upon them. Eventually, on the brink of psychological collapse, they released gas in their home and took their lives together in their newlywed residence.

But all of this would happen much later. Daxton never concerned himself with such insignificant individuals, and his subordinates would never report such matters to him.

Carrie remained completely unaware that her bashful reaction had directly precipitated the deaths of an innocent young couple who should have had a fulfilling life.

By the time Daxton reached the car, the flush had receded from Carrie’s face, and she had regained her composure.

Carrie watched Daxton approach and asked with mild confusion, “Um… Daxton, why did it take you so long to get here?”

Daxton offered a subtle smile and replied, “I just answered a call. I mentioned it, but you didn’t hear me. You simply kept rushing ahead.”

As he spoke, he glanced backward, casually asking, “What happened just now? Did you notice something back there?”

The memory of the rocking car resurfaced in Carrie’s mind, coloring her cheeks again. She lowered her gaze, pretending to check her watch, and murmured, “No, I just checked the time and worried we might be late. I felt a bit anxious. I apologize.”

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