My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 147 Episode 147

Just then, Elijah glanced up from his phone and queried, “I haven’t had a bite either.

Would it be alright if I joined you for a meal?” Elizabeth dismissed Elijah’s presence and fetched a pot to boil some water.

His voice drifted gently through the room.

“No chili, please.”

Her kitchen was open-plan, and through the haze of rising steam, she could make out Elijah’s form sprawled on the couch, his fingers flying over his phone as he answered emails.

fleeting second, a sense

she had cherished in her dreams—a cozy sanctuary where they

crept across

she was living out her marriage ideal on the

in her reverie, she absentmindedly reached for the

preparing noodles for two, and the pot, filled to the brim

the pot tilted dangerously, sending noodles and

yet not before the hot broth

immediately, a fierce

but exclaim in a pained whisper,