My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 563:

Billie froze, her heart racing as she turned to face Lise, her expression hardening. “What kind of nonsense are you spouting?” Her face drained of color, and a fire ignited in her eyes as she glared at Lise. This was a painful wound, one even Shawn and Melany avoided bringing up in her presence. After the car accident that claimed her daughter’s life, Billie herself had been on the brink of death, the entire Norris family rallying to save her. Now, Lise had dared to touch that raw nerve, and in that instant, Billie felt an overwhelming urge to strangle her.

As if reading her thoughts, Lise spoke calmly. “Mom, your daughter’s heart now beats within my chest. Calling you ‘Mom’ shouldn’t be too much to ask, right? After all, this heart carries your blood.”

“What?” Billie gasped, dropping her million-dollar bag in shock as it crashed to the floor.

Lise stooped gracefully, retrieving her handbag from the floor with a casual air. “When she had her car accident, I was already in desperate need of a heart transplant due to my congenital heart disease,” she said evenly.noveldrama

Her words hung in the room, needing no further explanation.

Billie was dazed. Piece by piece, the puzzle fit together in her mind. It suddenly made sense—why Kristopher, a man known for his cold pragmatism, had fallen for such an unremarkable woman.

As the realization dawned, Billie sank back into her chair, her wide eyes fixed on Lise. Her gaze swept over her, lingering on the expensive fabrics of her tailored clothing and the understated luxury of her jewelry. Lise radiated wealth and sophistication, every inch the image of a woman groomed to fit into high society.

Lise. Lisa. The name echoed in Billie’s mind, pulling at memories she had buried long ago. For the first time in years, she allowed herself to think of it—to think of her.

Was this destiny?

The ice in Billie’s demeanor melted as her eyes softened. She leaned forward, reaching for Lise’s hand, her voice trembling with emotion. “Lisa…”

Her lips quivered as she spoke the name. It was a simple word, but it cracked open a dam of emotions she had kept sealed for so long. Billie’s tears flowed freely now as she stared at Lise, but her gaze wasn’t fixed on the woman before her. Instead, she saw someone else—a reflection of the daughter she had lost.

Lise remained still, her expression calm, but her lips curled ever so slightly into the faintest smile. She had played her hand perfectly.

For a woman of high status, surrounded by fame and power, affection was likely the one thing Billie truly craved. Her life had been defined by duty—an unyielding commitment to the role of a Norris family daughter-in-law. She carried herself with grace and strength, always meeting the expectations placed upon her, but her carefully curated world lacked the warmth of unconditional familial love.

In her high-society life, where every move was calculated and every relationship transactional, the idea of regaining her daughter must have been an emotional anchor she couldn’t resist.

As Billie clung to her hand, Lise’s mind calculated the next step. Carrie—always the neglected daughter-in-law—had already lost her baby. What power could she possibly wield to compete against Lise? Lise had achieved her goal. She had gotten rid of Carrie’s child, but the cost had been steep. The road to Kristopher was now all but closed.

Billie was a traditional woman at heart and would never condone a relationship between herself and Kristopher.

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