NovelOnlineChapter 973: Hanging up, Carrie called out, “Daxton, I'm going to my room to brief Camille on swork." "Alright. I'll call you when dinner's ready," he replied. As the door to Carrie's bedroom quietly clicked shut, the gentle warmth in Daxton's eyes faded, replaced by a sharp, calculating coldness.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe knew Carrie well-cautious, guarded, hesitant to let anyone too close. The idea of her having a careless, one- night stand with a stranger felt completely out of character.
He couldn't fully accept her explanation that the pregnancy had been a mere accident.
Yet, her expressions had been genuine. If she was hiding something, she was doing it flawlessly.
His thoughts drifted to Aliza, who had taken a dangerous fall at the hospital earlier, resulting in what seemed like a miscarriage. If Aliza had genuinely been pregnant with Kristopher's child, why would she confront Carrie so recklessly? Would she risk her own child's safety like that? Piecing together the fragments of information, Daxton felt that there had to be a misunderstanding. Something didn't add up.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter a brief pause, he pulled out his phone and sent a message to his assistant: "Look into Carrie's and Aliza's whereabouts over the past few months. Check if they've been to any hotels with unfamiliar men or stayed overnight at anyone's place." Yet, even after sending the message, an unsettling feeling lingered. His mind kept circling back to one troubling possibility-what if the child Carrie was carrying belonged to Kristopher? The thought was a thorn, sharp and persistent. But if it were true, neither Carrie nor Kristopher seemed aware of it. To ease his mind, Daxton sent another message: "Have Jennie assigned as a housekeeper for Carrie. I need someone keeping an eye on her, especially when I'm not around." Just as he finished, he heard the door open. Carrie stepped out, a gentle calm in her expression. "I'm done briefing Camille. I'll try to work from has much as possible and avoid going out unless it's necessary," she said.
Daxton emerged from the kitchen, his usual gentle demeanor restored. "Not going to work doesn't mean you have to be confined indoors. You might get bored staying inside. It's good to get fresh air and sunshine now and then." He paused, his voice casual yet deliberate. “I've been busy with work lately, and I won't always be home. So, I hired a housekeeper to help you out." Carrie's instinct was to refuse, but Daxton cut her off gently. “I know you prefer your space, but it's different now. Even if you don't need help, the baby might. If you're committed to being a mother, you have to be cautious." After a brief hesitation, he added, "If you really don't want a housekeeper, you could consider staying with the Morrison family..."
At the mention of the Morrison family, Carrie hesitated only briefly before conceding. "Wel.. it's probably better to hire a 2 housekeeper."
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