My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 452:

Kristopher’s jaw tightened. “Carrie, don’t be like this—"

Carrie stood up abruptly. After a pause, she finally relented. “Fine. I'll let this go. She tried to kickwhile | was

down, but I turned her little stunt into an opportunity to gain attention. But mark my words—if she pulls anything

else, | won't let it slide. Instead of askingto pardon her, maybe you should focus on keeping her in check.”

Carrie stepped closer, her eyes locking with his. “If you've chosen to stay married to me, then act like it. Stop

trying to have it both ways. We live in a civilized society, Kristopher. A society that frowns at polygamy... and

side chicks too.”

With that, she turned and headed upstairs, her voice trailing back as she said, “I want to sleep alone tonight.”

Once inside the master bedroom, Carrie locked the door behind her and dragged a cabover to wedge it. She

wasn't naive about Kristopher’s persistence—his stubbornness was one of the reasons they had reached this

impasse.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Carrie stared blankly at the floor. The drowsiness that had been pulling at her

earlier was long gone, replaced by the buzz of their argument. She pulled her phone from the nightstand and

logged into Katrina's Twitter account, intending to review the latest mentions and comments about Lise’s so-

called defense.

A notification caught her eye. In her private messages, a familiar nsat at the top of her inbox.

Lise sent a private message to Katrina's account: “Hello, Katrina. I'm sure you've seen the uproar online about

the controversy surrounding Carrie plagiarizing your blog content. Whether as your fans or as professionals in

the field, we strongly oppose such dishonest plagiarism. We have all her submission records and chat logs from

her creative process. If you're considering legal action for infringement, we are fully ready to support you.”

Furious, Carrie let out a bitter laugh. Lise was clearly desperate to destroy her, scheming at every opportunity,

trying to find ways to undermine her. Carrie responded shortly with just two words: “No need.” Lise, clearly glued

to her phone and expecting a reply, shot back almost immediately. “Katrina, you must have solid evidence then.

I'm eager to hear about your victory. Justice always prevails. | trust that our country’s legal system will hold all

plagiarists accountable.”

Carrie paused, a sly smile dancing in her eyes. Her fingers moved quickly across the screen as she typed, “I am

Carrie.”

Lise sat on her brand-new leather sofa, staring blankly at Carrie's message. After a long silence, she passed the

phone to Elva. “What's going on with Katrina’s message? Is she messing with us?”

But Elva didn’t respond to the question. Instead, her eyes stayed locked on the screen as she said, “Check out

what Katrina just tweeted.”

Lise furrowed her brows, closed the private message, and navigated to Katrina's Twitter page. The moment she

saw the pinned post, any confusion she had vanished, replaced by sheer disbelief.

“Hey everyone, I'm Katrina, the screenwriter. I'm also Carrie, the actress. Writing scripts was just a personal

hobby. We all have different sides, and | wanted to write the stories | love under a pen name. Thanks to the love

and support of readers and viewers, those stories gained recognition. Recently, due to personal reasons, | took

on a commercial script. In balancing my creative work with real-life responsibilities, | used a new pseudonym.

Along the way, | carelessly included sof my old blog posts in the script. This was just a misunderstanding,

one that could've been quietly settled. But after the script company demanded compensation and didn’t receive

it, they cut ties with me. Now, I'm left with no choice but to address this openly. Thank you to everyone who

defendedagainst plagiarism. Your support is why creators like us can maintain our belief in originality.”

The forced reveal, a consequence of all the chaos, ended up having a far greater impact than if she had chosen

to reveal her identity on her own. Twitter's servers were overwhelmed almost instantly. Ten minutes later, a new

trending topic surged to the top: “Carrie Revealed As The Famous Screenwriter Katrina.” The twist was so

unbelievable it seemed like fiction: a struggling soap-opera actress revealed to be one of the most famous

screenwriters in the industry. Fans started digging into Carrie's past, even discovering why Asher had always

been so protective of her. Turns out, Katrina was Asher’s idol, someone he had publicly praised countless times.

Carrie was instantly elevated to icon status. The chaos that followed far exceeded anything Soren and his team

had ever imagined.

Lise was thrust back into the harsh glare of public scrutiny, with skeen-eyed netizens catching the hidden

sarcasm in her Twitter posts. For those who didn’t understand the full history between Carrie and Lise, opinions

remained split. Sargued that Lise had meant well but had just gone about it the wrong way. Lise could never

have foreseen such a ridiculous and shocking turn of events.

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