My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 13 The delivery man quickly scanned the document in his hand and stated, “This is a divorce agreement, sent by Ms.

Elizabeth Campbell with instructions to deliver it directly to Mr.

Elijah.” The atmosphere in the room grew tense, as though an invisible force had struck Elijah and the others sharply across their faces.

The lively conversation in the private room suddenly stopped, replaced by a palpable, uneasy silence.

Eyes flickered between the people present, and each of them slowly lowered their gaze.

In the midst of the heavy quiet, only Albin dared to act.

Taking the folder from the delivery person, he returned to his seat and tossed it toward Elijah.

“Elijah, what did you do to upset her this time? She doesn’t seem to be joking around,” he remarked, a note of concern in his voice.

Albin was naturally curious about the contents of the folder, but even if given the chance, he wouldn’t dare look inside.

and the thick envelope alone, stamped with the unmistakable logo

Elijah’s face appeared to vanish into the shadows, darker than the

poured a glass, and drank it down in one swift

distraction was clear, and he carelessly set the bottle down, spilling

million—a price even the wealthy Albin

moved to clean up

with a soft clink, his gaze

this drama really just because of a missed call?”

The room remained still.

even the sound of breathing seemed to soften, as if

and gently took the glass from

she

my frail health, and those constant fevers that worry

tears, casting her in a fragile,

over her heart,