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.

responded, “You’re my wife, it’s only natural I’d care about

was a somber edge to Elizabeth’s

seems you’ve never truly

that if I died, you wouldn’t even notice

that very moment, Elijah had been absorbed, lost in moments with his first love,

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

I missed your call this afternoon? Maybe I’ve been

Elizabeth froze, taken aback.

he accusing her of being too

their marriage had

she was merely a business arrangement, a

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

world of romance, the one who fell first always

Elizabeth reeling, her emotions brushed aside as trivial,

down, now!” Elizabeth demanded, jerking her head to the side, her

her to the bed before releasing

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

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

at her, a sly, teasing grin playing

you? So why hold on

like a midnight lake speckled with

Elizabeth glimpsed her

this, she was tricked