My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 24 A brief tension clenched Sandra’s hands into fists before she quickly masked her emotions with a sly smirk.

She had deliberately brought Elijah along, eager to flaunt her success.

Sandra wanted to show Elizabeth that she hadn’t just stolen Elizabeth’s man, but was also taking the lead role she craved.

Hastily masking her true feelings, Sandra tugged at Elijah’s sleeve and feigned surprise.

“Why, what’s Ms.

Campbell doing here?”

Snapping out of his reverie, Elijah responded with cool detachment, “She’s had years of luxury, but this rough patch might be the reality check she badly needs.

Maybe she can’t handle it anymore and is considering crawling back to me.”

His awareness of Elizabeth’s situation was always current.

She had been living in a hotel, deliberately leaving all her belongings at their shared home.

Her actions seemed more like a petulant retreat for lack of attention than a genuine effort to divorce.

In his view, Elizabeth was so accustomed to a life of indulgence that she likely found it difficult to adjust on her own after their separation.

To him, Elizabeth’s sudden appearance was simply an acknowledgment of her inability to manage, perhaps even a sign of impending remorse.

marriage, it didn’t surprise him at all that she had found him

vending machine, eyeing the cans of

she had planned to buy just one, but after some

took the time to meet me here,”

I interrupting anything? I know how busy you

then, the soft cadence of Sandra’s voice

in the stillness of the lobby,

in time to see Elijah, with a tender gesture, smoothing down the fabric of

kept me away, and I haven’t had much

back, I’m focused on making

Everything else can wait.”

reached to insert her money into the machine—a physical

it heartache, or

felt completely out of place,

her seemed

still legally married, their divorce proceedings unresolved, and

of bitterness clenched around Elizabeth’s heart as she wondered what,

of frustration overwhelmed Elizabeth, so intense

tightly, her fingers curling into a fist, her eyes fixed on the

firmly, she watched as two cans of

down, she retrieved the first can, and just as her hand reached for the second, a large, imposing hand snatched it

Elizabeth knew it was