My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage - Chapter 756

Chapter 756:

Only Reece and Arion were sitting at the table, engaged in conversation. When they noticed Carrie walking in, Arion immediately stopped talking and stood up to greet her.

Arion’s voice held concern as he asked, “Why didn’t you ask for help walking?”

“I’m fine,” Carrie reassured him, rolling up her pants to reveal her ankle. She lifted her foot and rotated it, smiling.

“It’s all healed.”

“Even if it’s healed, you still need to be careful,” Arion cautioned, gently guiding Carrie to the table.

Reece stood up to pull out a chair for Carrie, waiting patiently for her to sit before taking his own seat again. He spoke quietly.

“Kristopher’s awake.

Thankfully, his injuries are mostly superficial. Nothing’s broken, and there’s no damage to his internal organs.”

Carrie, unaware of the brief flicker of panic in Reece’s eyes, nodded and replied softly, “Got it.”

Reece hesitated for a moment before gently asking, “Do you want to go see him?”

“No, I don’t,” Carrie replied, shaking her head.

“Just knowing that he’s okay is enough for me. I’m not a doctor, so I won’t be of any help if I go. I’d probably just make things more complicated. And besides, his mom probably wouldn’t want me there.”

Hearing this, Reece let out a relieved breath and said, “Don’t worry. I’ve brought in the best doctors from Isonridge to take care of him.”

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“Alright,” Carrie responded. Changing the subject, she picked up her fork and dug into the spaghetti.

“It’s been ages since I’ve had spaghetti. My grandma used to make it for me all the time.”

Arion sat beside Carrie and smiled.

“We hired a new chef from Orkset. Give it a try and let me know if there’s anything you think needs tweaking.”

Carrie took a bite and then spoke gently.

“It’s delicious, and the taste is so authentic to Orkset, but it’s not quite like how my grandma used to make it. She wasn’t actually from Orkset. I think she was from Fallash. She loved adding sugar to everything, so all her dishes had a sweeter flavor.”

“Fallash?” Reece furrowed his brow.

“Does your grandma have any family there?”

Carrie had always described her grandma as a very refined woman. Fallash was a city where real estate was extremely valuable, and even families of modest means rarely gave up their houses to move to smaller towns like Orkset.

Carrie took a moment to reflect, her expression thoughtful.

“Now that you bring it up, I realize my grandmother never mentioned her family, and I never bothered to ask her about it.”

A memory suddenly came to Reece’s mind. He recalled a time when he was in Fallash to sign a contract and overheard someone mentioning that a relative had run off with a poor man, someone roughly the same age as Carrie’s grandmother.

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