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.

my wife, it’s only natural I’d

was a somber edge to Elizabeth’s

truly seen me

that if I died, you wouldn’t even notice until much

at that very moment, Elijah had been absorbed, lost in moments with his first love, too preoccupied to listen to her desperate

her accusation, Elijah’s eyes widened before he let out a disbelieving

anger? Just because I missed your call this afternoon? Maybe

Elizabeth froze, taken aback.

her of being too

their marriage had always

business arrangement, a woman who

been nothing more than a transaction, yet she had foolishly

of romance, the one who fell first always found themselves

dismissive reaction left Elizabeth reeling, her emotions brushed aside as trivial, a suffocating knot tightening in

said put me down, now!” Elizabeth demanded, jerking her head to the side, her voice

carrying her to the bed

felt a sudden jolt as the support disappeared, her heart skipping a beat

collided on the bed, her bathrobe slipping dangerously, threatening to fall away

her, a sly, teasing grin playing on his

let go, didn’t you?

glittering like a midnight lake speckled with

Elizabeth glimpsed

she was tricked into thinking he cared