My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 6 Despite the throbbing pain in her leg, Elizabeth gathered her strength and said, “Put me down.”

Elijah, however, ignored her, his eyes scanning her leg wrapped in bandages.

His brow furrowed slightly.

“What happened to your leg? Is this some elaborate scheme to win me back?”

At his words, a bitter laugh escaped Elizabeth.

It seemed he saw her as simply craving attention, and when she failed to get it, she had likely fabricated a story to pull him back, dramatizing her injury just to capture his focus.

With a blank expression, she answered untruthfully, “It’s a beauty treatment that shouldn’t get wet.”

“Why did you suddenly decide to go for such a treatment?” Elijah asked, his voice casual as he carried her outside, no longer pressing the issue.

His frame was large, and through his thin shirt, she could distinctly feel the warmth of his body and the firm outline of his chest muscles.

The closeness created an awkward tension for Elizabeth, who had resolved to end things once and for all.

Her voice rose involuntarily, sharper now.

“Oh, since when have you cared about these little details, Mr.

James?”

For the first time, Elijah saw her use biting sarcasm; it struck him as oddly amusing.

a calm demeanor, he responded, “You’re my wife,

a somber edge to

you’ve never truly

you wouldn’t

been absorbed, lost in moments with his first love, too preoccupied to listen

accusation, Elijah’s eyes widened before

this afternoon? Maybe I’ve been too

Elizabeth froze, taken aback.

accusing her of being

their marriage had always

was merely a business arrangement, a woman who had traded her

had been nothing more than a transaction, yet she had foolishly fallen

tricky world of romance, the one who

left Elizabeth reeling, her emotions brushed aside as trivial, a

jerking her

effortlessly carrying her to the bed before releasing

support disappeared, her heart skipping a beat as she instinctively reached

bed, her bathrobe slipping dangerously, threatening

elbow, Elijah gazed down at her, a sly,

let go, didn’t you?

dark and glittering like a midnight lake speckled with stars,

depths, Elizabeth glimpsed her own

she was tricked into thinking he cared