My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 1084:

Before he could dwell on it, Carrie—suddenly remembering the doctor’s warning not to wear metal during the MRI scan—reached out and grabbed his wrist.

“Don’t put it in your pocket!” she said sharply.

The room was already tight on space, and her quick movement pushed her forward—straight into his chest.

There was no shirt between them, no barrier. Just her face pressed against his bare skin.

His warmth hit her all at once, and her cheeks went crimson.

“S-sorry…” she stammered, clearly flustered. “I just… I remembered—metal can be dangerous during an MRI. I wanted to keep the necklace safe.”

She hastily pulled her hand back and took two steps away, trying to put some space between them.

In her rush, her foot caught the leg of the chair behind her. She almost toppled over.

Kristopher moved fast, catching her around the waist before she could fall. His arm was steady, protective. His tone was calm, but there was something firmer beneath it.

“You need to be more careful,” he said. “Especially for the baby’s sake.”

His words carried a hint of reproach, but they weren’t unreasonable.

Carrie couldn’t bring herself to admit that the closeness had made her heart race. The feel of his skin, the warmth between them—it had left her completely flustered.

Instead, she mumbled, “I see,” and took a cautious step back.

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Still, the doctor’s warning about metal lingered in her mind. She reached out again, her voice steady this time. “Give me the necklace. I’ll keep it safe, I promise. And check your pockets again—just in case there’s anything else.”

Kristopher handed her the necklace without argument, placing it gently in her palm. Then he gave himself a quick pat-down. “Nothing else…”

But as he said it, his eyes dropped to his belt.

Carrie followed his gaze, then instantly turned red. She shot to her feet, walked straight to the door, and pulled it open in one swift motion. “You should change your pants too,” she said, without looking at him. “I’ll wait outside.”

Kristopher didn’t push it. One more playful move and she’d see straight through him.

After changing, he carefully folded his clothes and tucked them, along with his watch, into a plain paper bag.

When he stepped back into the hallway, Carrie was already waiting. He handed her the bag. “The MRI room’s got strong magnetic fields. Don’t come in—just wait in the office.”

“Alright,” she said softly, taking the bag.

His eyes lingered on her figure—especially the subtle curve of her belly.

Not long ago, he had the hotel surveillance footage reviewed. It had been tampered with—expertly. Too clean. Too precise. He didn’t think Aliza had the skills.

However, given that the Herrera family was involved in cutting-edge industries, it wasn’t surprising that Aliza might know a few skilled hackers.

The more he thought about it, the more convinced he became—the baby might be his.

And yet—another thought crept in. One he hadn’t expected. Even if the baby wasn’t his… he still wanted to be the father.

The thought hit him like a jolt. What the hell?

He’d only lost two years of memories—not his core beliefs. If someone else had suggested this, he’d have laughed in their face.

And yet, that absurd thought had come from him. He stood there for a second, stunned by how real it felt. How right it felt.

By the time he snapped out of it, Carrie had already walked ahead. He let out a quiet sigh, stuffed his hands in his pockets, and headed toward the MRI room.

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