My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 938:

Kelsey gave a small nod before turning her sharp gaze back to Alethea.

“Do you know Carrie?”

Alethea’s expression stiffened immediately. For a fleeting moment, panic flickered in her eyes before she quickly looked down, trying to compose herself.

But it was too late. Kelsey and Jacob had already caught the change in her demeanor. They didn’t need her to answer—they already knew. Kelsey’s voice turned cold.

“Tell me, what happened between you and Carrie?” She leaned in slightly, her gaze pressing down like a weight.

“You’d better tell the truth. No matter what you’ve done, I can still give you a chance. But if I have to find out on my own, I won’t be so forgiving.” Then, her voice dropped, each word deliberate.

“You know, Alethea, I hate liars the most.”

The warning was crystal clear.

The last time Kelsey had used this tone with her was years ago—when Alethea had first arrived at the Hinks household from the orphanage, still learning the rules of their world.

Fear slithered through Alethea’s chest, her grip tightening on the small handbag in her lap. Her fingers curled around the soft fabric, knuckles blanching. She lowered her gaze, staring at the diamond-studded heels peeking out from beneath her dress. Her lips parted slightly, as if forming words she didn’t want to say.

A long silence stretched between them before she finally spoke, her voice quiet.

“The first time I met Carrie, we were at a boutique. I wanted to shop in private, so I asked for the store to be cleared. But she provoked me into giving her ten million instead.” A brief pause.

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“Later, we both wanted the same dress. She mocked me, saying my figure wasn’t as good as hers. I was angry… so I ruined the dress.”

Kelsey’s eyes remained steady, studying Alethea carefully. After a beat, she said flatly, “That doesn’t sound like something Carrie would do.”

Alethea’s eyes welled with tears, her voice trembling as she spoke.

“Mom, do you really think I’m someone who would lie and slander others?”

She bit her lower lip, as if struggling to hold back her emotions—playing the part of the wounded daughter, appearing both wronged and resilient.

Kelsey hesitated.

She felt a pang of guilt at the hurt in Alethea’s expression, but at the same time, she found it difficult to believe that Carrie was the kind of person Alethea was describing. Even if the Morrison family didn’t have the same wealth as the Hinks, it was absurd to think Carrie would resort to something as petty as extorting ten million.

Sensing her mother’s wavering resolve, Alethea seized the moment.noveldrama

“If you don’t believe me, you can check the security cameras at the mall,” she added quickly.

Kelsey’s face remained unreadable. She merely responded with a quiet, “Okay.”

It wasn’t the answer Alethea had hoped for. Unwilling to give up, she turned to Jacob.

“Dad…” she pleaded softly.

Jacob, however, remained indifferent. His expression was calm, but his gaze shifted slightly, deliberately avoiding hers.

“That’s enough,” he said flatly.

“Let’s not embarrass ourselves in front of others. We’ll discuss the rest at home.”

His meaning was clear—he and Kelsey would look into the matter themselves.

Alethea’s heart sank. Years of careful effort—of building trust, of securing her place in the Hinks family—felt like they were crumbling in an instant, all because of Carrie.

Beneath her growing sense of unease, resentment burned hotter than ever.

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