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.

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

There was a somber edge to Elizabeth’s voice

never truly seen me

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

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

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

this sudden anger? Just because I missed your call this afternoon? Maybe I’ve been too lenient with you lately,

Elizabeth froze, taken aback.

he accusing her of

marriage had

eyes, she was merely a business arrangement, a woman who had traded her freedom for

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

the tricky world of romance, the one who fell

emotions brushed aside as trivial, a suffocating knot tightening in

put me down, now!” Elizabeth demanded, jerking her

her to the bed before releasing

the support disappeared, her heart skipping a beat

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

one elbow, Elijah gazed down at her,

be let go, didn’t you? So why hold on

glittering like a midnight lake speckled with stars, captivated

depths, Elizabeth glimpsed her own

like this, she was tricked into thinking he