My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 31 “Elijah, I feel like I’m suffocating,” Sandra murmured faintly, clutching Elijah’s sleeve for support.

Elijah’s expression immediately darkened with concern.

Ignoring the thought of waiting for the ambulance, he scooped Sandra into his arms and strode purposefully toward the exit.

Elizabeth had resigned herself to despair, but witnessing Elijah’s evident anxiety, she halted, the image vividly reminding her of her own rescue by firefighters just days ago.

Suddenly, Elijah’s shoulder brushed against hers.

He was moving too quickly and inadvertently collided with her.

Still nursing a tender calf, Elizabeth had been favoring her uninjured leg.

The sudden impact caused her to lose her balance, and she stumbled sideways.

In a frantic attempt to steady herself, she grabbed a nearby folding table.

her weight and collapsed, sending cups

floor with a thud, the folding table and cups tumbling onto her leg, drenching

her voice tinged

fleeting glance at the sound of her

was merely a

the air, he coldly turned away, resolutely carrying her

in her leg or the deep sorrow in

you alright?” The director hurried over, his movements brisk as he lifted the folding table pinning her

behind, his touch gentle as he helped Elizabeth

hesitated, his voice uncertain as he asked, “Should we head to the

evaluate her injuries or take

quickly, “Thank you, I’m

later.” With that, she limped through the doorway, her head bowed

fleeing the ball at midnight, though