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.

alone, stamped with the unmistakable logo

face appeared to vanish into the shadows,

folder, he grabbed a bottle of whiskey, poured a glass, and drank it down in one

bottle down, spilling most of its contents

the wealthy Albin couldn’t ignore without feeling a pang of regret

no one moved to clean up

placed his empty glass down with a soft clink, his gaze narrowing at

all this drama really just because of a missed call?” he muttered, his voice tinged with disbelief

The room remained still.

a soul dared to answer, and even the sound of breathing seemed to soften,

straightened her posture and gently

all my fault,” she murmured, her voice laden

heart condition, my frail health, and those constant fevers that worry you, you wouldn’t have missed her

eyes filled with tears, casting her in a fragile, vulnerable

delicate hand over her heart, her