My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 53 “That agent, Ruby Curtis, took advantage of the chatter, pulled some strings, and leaked the audition tapes.

Elizabeth had spent her entire day diligently arranging her apartment.

By the time dusk painted the sky in hues of orange and pink, a gnawing hunger reminded her of her neglect.

She stepped out for a meal and, on her way back, decided to pick up a few treats and necessary items.

Living with Elijah had driven home an unshakable truth: his taste in food was exacting.

To keep minor conflicts at bay during their two-year union, Elizabeth avoided stocking her beloved “junk snacks” in their shared space.

As she finished paying for her items, temptation won over, and she ripped open a packet of chips at the counter.

Her face lit up with delight as the satisfying crunch greeted her palate.

was something almost therapeutic about

glued to his tablet, but a familiar

CEO seen visiting Sandra at the hospital, openly allowing paparazzi to capture moments, fueling whispers of a potential

froze mid-bite, her gaze riveted on

Elijah hurrying into the hospital, concern etched

her curiosity

every other week, and

rich folks really enjoy their

it?” This was Sandra’s third hospital

overdone and exaggerated, yet Elijah seemed to pour every

mused with playful sarcasm, popping another chip

news dampened her enthusiasm