My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 15 Elijah, brow furrowed and eyes sharp with a piercing glare, stared down at the now-silent phone on the table.

His expression was a blend of betrayal and simmering frustration.

The lively atmosphere of Kristopher’s party was abruptly interrupted when the courier arrived with unexpected divorce papers.

Kristopher had just escorted Lise back to her residence, and the night had fully settled in.

Oliver, seated in the passenger seat, turned to Kristopher with a concerned expression and asked, “Mr.

Norris, where should I take you now?”

For a moment, Kristopher considered Bayview Villa, but the painful memory of Elizabeth caused his face to twist with discomfort.

His voice was cold as he ordered, “Take me to the Norris Mansion.”

Oliver nodded, understanding the unspoken weight of the situation.

The driver immediately adjusted the route and headed toward the grand gates of the Norris Mansion.

The next morning, as daylight broke, Oliver and the chauffeur were once again at the mansion, ready to accompany Kristopher.

Kristopher sat quietly in the backseat, lost in thought, as Oliver outlined the day’s schedule, his voice a soothing rhythm in the stillness of the car.

Halfway through, Oliver hesitated, his discomfort palpable as silence fell between them.

“Is there something you haven’t told me?”

With some reluctance, Oliver spoke again, “Mr.

tomorrow that requires your signature on

an eyebrow, confusion crossing his

a

a

What’s the issue?”

cautiously, “Your clothes have

Norris.

the one who arranges everything for your

occasionally stepped in, they

darkened at the

asked

and help with

turned his gaze toward the window, the silence heavy

was his way of allowing Elizabeth the

breath, Oliver dialed

each buzz echoing in the car

“Hello?”

coldness in her tone, so different from the warmth Oliver had once heard, mirrored the growing

Oliver glanced at Kristopher’s unreadable face

Norris… Mr.

a business

you mind preparing

picked up the phone, her voice dripping with disbelief

get the divorce

out of convenience, Elizabeth had

now, Oliver’s request seemed to reduce her to a