My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 76 Elizabeth’s frown deepened, memories tugging at her like an unwanted tide.

In the early days of her marriage to Elijah, Oliver had practically hounded her, calling incessantly.

He’d shamelessly invoked their shared bloodline to demand favors, whether it was insider stock tips, business deals, or invitations to high-society galas for Yara to snag a wealthy husband.

But Elizabeth had never been one to dance to anyone’s tune, least of all Oliver’s.

Her refusals were firm and final.

When it became clear he couldn’t use her as a pawn, Oliver dropped the pretense of fatherly affection.

Two years had passed without so much as a word between them.

And yet, here he was, calling out of the blue.

The timing wasn’t lost on her.

Their recent encounter, coupled with news of her impending divorce, had likely stirred his interest.

The phone buzzed persistently, on the verge of stopping.

She hesitated, weighing her options, before finally answering.

Her tone was frosty, the warmth of civility stripped away.

“What is it?”

with a façade of paternal concern, his words subtly

years without returning home, and now that you’ve ascended the social ladder, you’ve

truly have a cold

the device away from her ear, her gaze drifting to the

an elderly man approached a young woman emerging from a

care, he offered her an ice pop and took the heavy bags from her hands, allowing her

resemblance would leave no doubt about their

the daughter appeared to be around Elizabeth’s age, her father’s eyes still saw her

scene, Oliver was nothing like that

her gaze

tone shifted, growing less caustic, though

me you and Elijah had some sort of public spat about the

because of his

her, “You know, I’ve been thinking… Marrying into a wealthy family isn’t as glamorous as

can only

you can truly

Speaking of which, Yara’s been

It’s not that pricey.

you buy it for her, I’m sure she’ll be

her jaw, a bitter laugh threatening to escape her

be unpleasant but hadn’t braced

bounds—they were practically salivating over the money they assumed she’d receive from the