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.

therapeutic about savoring

his tablet, but a

seen visiting Sandra at the hospital, openly allowing paparazzi to capture moments,

mid-bite, her gaze

into the

noticed her curiosity and chuckled

every other week, and there he goes, right on

really enjoy their

they ever grow tired of it?” This was Sandra’s

and exaggerated, yet Elijah seemed to pour every ounce of his attention into comforting

with playful sarcasm, popping another

news dampened