My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 74 Episode 74

Elijah deliberately ignored her presence, turning his attention to the rain-streaked window, finding a strange solace in the rhythmic patter against the glass that seemed to soothe his rattled nerves.

Upon their arrival at the villa, he discovered Elizabeth had succumbed to a feverish slumber, her forehead alarmingly hot to the touch.

She was lost in the grip of a nightmare, whispering fretfully, tears mingling with those already dried upon her cheeks.

With a grim expression, Elijah hoisted her into his arms without an ounce of gentleness.

His movements were brusque, reflecting his inner turmoil.

Elizabeth, uncomfortable and disoriented in his hold, shifted slightly.

This minor movement reignited a spark of the desire he thought he had controlled, tightening his grip on her as if fearing she might slip away.

Oliver caught a glimpse of Elizabeth’s distress and ventured cautiously, “Ms.

Sandra seems to be quite ill.

Should we not take her to the hospital?” At the mere mention of a hospital, Elizabeth stirred in her feverish state, clutching desperately at Elijah’s suit with a childlike panic in her slurred voice.

“I’m not going! No!

on him before he instructed,

ascended the staircase

eerily quiet,

instinctively, he pulled a blanket from the bed,

was unfamiliar territory

visibly disturbed

to the closet with a stern expression, retrieving a set

open, her vision blurry but recognizing the

induced a dizzy haze, making

approaching with a look of concern, holding her pajamas, she

than a dream,

believe it—Elijah, of all people, was showing such concern

closer and began to help her change, her body tensed involuntarily, haunted by the memories of

voice softened, his

into these dry ones before you rest.” “Okay,” she responded,

to unbutton her

his expression shifting subtly, confirming in Elizabeth’s mind that even in her dream, he maintained a respectful

moments, his gestures had been more about fulfilling a need than showing affection, making her

dwell on the

and slipped under the

embraced her—a luxury she could