My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 34 Episode 34

Watching him intently, Elizabeth thought of nothing but how brazenly deceitful he was—pretending to be a devoted husband while clinging to his first love.

The man she once cherished now evoked nothing but revulsion.

With a scoff of disbelief, Elizabeth locked eyes with him.

“Mr.

James, do you truly believe money solves everything?”

Elijah opened his mouth to reply, but Elizabeth interrupted sharply.

“You’re trying to buy off the role I’ve poured my heart into, just to hand it over to Sandra.

And now, you’re flaunting money to either appease me or intimidate me.

That property you’re offering is worth a fortune, isn’t it? You seem ready to sacrifice anything for Sandra.

Is your love for her really that profound?”

Their heated exchange drew the attention of nearby patients, who turned their heads toward the disturbance.

Flustered and visibly uneasy, Elijah grumbled, “Elizabeth, what absurd nonsense are you spouting?”

But Elizabeth’s smile only widened, her tone heavy with biting sarcasm.

“Am I wrong? Why must everything bend to your will? Why do you assume I don’t need this opportunity? Don’t I deserve a chance at my own aspirations?”

spoke, the lines

this

two years since you’ve had

you expect to thrive in

thoughts immediately wandered to

capable? But then she realized—Sandra had Elijah’s

to waste

was futile;

force Elijah to treat her like Sandra, nor could

could detach herself from the

yet pointed tone, Elizabeth addressed

truly understood the extent of your devotion to your

said, her smile tinged

lengths for Sandra, why not make it official

Are you content keeping the

patience wore thin, his tone

I wanted a

unreasonable,” he retorted, striving to

enough from

laughable, Elizabeth erased the smile from her lips,

flatly, the finality in her

and an unyielding stance, Elijah declared, “Take my offer and step down from the

enough, name your price,

her limit, weary of reasoning with

Further dialogue seemed futile.