My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 732:

But Luca shook his head, his tone stern.

“You need time to heal properly. Stay home for at least three months. No arguments.”

Carrie’s shoulders slumped.

“Three months at home? I’ll go crazy from boredom! Great Uncle Luca, please don’t make me stay cooped up that long!”noveldrama

To her surprise, Luca smiled slyly.

“You’re bored, are you? Reece, take Carrie out to have some fun. Put work aside for now.”

Before Carrie could protest, a sweet voice chimed in from the doorway.

“I’ll go too!”

Marina strode into the living room, followed by two maids carrying armfuls of health supplement packages. Her bright, cheerful demeanor filled the room.

“Mr. Luca Morrison, Mr. Kody Morrison, Arion, Reece…” Marina greeted each of them individually, her tone polite and lively. However, when she addressed Reece, a hint of girlish shyness softened her voice, and her gaze lingered on him just a moment longer than the others. She withdrew her gaze shortly after and motioned for the maids to place the packages down on the coffee table.

Marina walked over to Carrie and sat beside her, gently touching her arm.

“These are all health supplements to help with your recovery,” she said warmly.

“I’ll send more once you’ve used these up.” Carrie glanced at the mound of supplements. Marina’s efforts were well-meaning, but she had only sprained her ankle—there was no need for such extravagance.

Politely pulling her arm back, Carrie said, “Thank you, Marina, but there’s no need for all this. It’s just a sprain. Kyson gave me a herbal remedy yesterday, and my foot is already much better today.”

Arion spoke up, breaking the slight awkwardness.

“Carrie, is there anywhere you’d like to go? Now that Marina’s here, it’ll be easier with another lady along.”

Carrie didn’t have a specific preference and answered casually, “Anything works.”

Marina, eager to contribute, chimed in with an idea.

“Since Carrie’s foot is still recovering, maybe something relaxing—like a day at the races? It’s not physically taxing, and it can be quite enjoyable.” She turned her sparkling eyes toward Reece, clearly seeking his approval.

Reece didn’t answer Marina right away. Instead, he turned to Carrie, his tone gentle.

“What do you think, Carrie?”

Carrie sighed inwardly. Could she refuse? Not really. Refusing would only make her feel like she was standing in the way of Marina’s attempts to win Reece’s favor.

With a small nod, she replied, “Okay.”

Arion smiled approvingly.

“Marina always comes up with the best ideas.”

Reece, in a rare moment, agreed softly, “Yes, she does.”

Hearing his response, Marina’s face lit up with joy, the corners of her mouth curling upward in a barely restrained smile.

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