My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 1043:

Aliza answered smoothly, “We expose the truth and stir things up. Let the public know. Once everything’s chaotic, we’ll have more room to maneuver. And if Carrie ends up… disappearing, the Morrison family won’t suspect us.” She shrugged.

“Think about it. If we’re talking about motive, Alethea and even Kelsey have far stronger reasons to get rid of Carrie than I do.”

The day of the Music Association’s evaluation arrived sooner than expected.

Carrie’s pregnancy was beginning to show, though only slightly. Thanks to her naturally graceful figure, the change resembled nothing more than a slight weight gain, lending her a healthier, more radiant appearance.

In the hours leading up to the evaluation, the Morrison household was in a flurry of activity. Every detail—from meals to wardrobe—was scrutinized to perfection. No one wanted the slightest mistake.noveldrama

Since the family recognition banquet, Carrie had become the beloved “little princess” of the Morrison clan—a status that quickly became the talk of Isonridge’s elite circles.

Yet, despite her elevated status, the public still primarily knew her as an actress. Although she had once come close to winning Best Actress, many continued to dismiss her as someone who relied more on luck than skill. Few voiced their opinions openly, but in private, the skepticism lingered.

In high society, the Music Association’s evaluation held far more prestige than any entertainment award. If Carrie could deliver a standout performance, she would finally silence her critics—this time with undeniable talent.

The evaluation was set for 3 p.m., so lunch had been served an hour earlier to allow ample time for preparation. After eating, the family insisted Carrie rest in her room while they finalized everything. She lay down briefly but woke just half an hour later. Opening her door, she spotted Arion pacing anxiously in the hallway.

The moment he saw her, he blurted, “I wasn’t even this nervous during my own evaluation! I feel like I can’t breathe!”

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Carrie stepped out with a playful smile and strolled over to the sofa. She picked up the oxygen tube set up for her pregnancy and waved it teasingly.

“Need a few puffs?”

Her family had arranged for an oxygen machine for her to use daily since she got pregnant.

Arion sank into the seat beside her with a sigh.

“What do I look like to you? A pregnant woman or an old man? I’m in my twenties—peak of my life! I shouldn’t be tethered to an oxygen tank unless it’s a critical situation.”

Their banter was interrupted as a servant entered, pushing a rolling clothing rack. Jenesis followed closely behind, her expression gentle.

“There’s still time,” she said.

“Why don’t you rest a little longer?”

Carrie shook her head.

“I’ve had enough rest. Went to bed early, slept in this morning. Any more sleep and I’ll feel groggy.”

Jenesis smiled.

“Fair enough. The dresses have arrived. I’ve looked them over once—see if anything catches your eye.”

“I’m helping,” Arion said, already moving toward the rack.

He pulled out a red gown and held it up triumphantly.

“This one’s perfect! Red looks amazing on Carrie.”

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