My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 150 Episode 150

From the kitchen, Elijah cast a brief glance her way before continuing his cleanup.

He washed the pot thoroughly, set the water boiling, and began preparing the spaghetti with a deftness that belied any notion of him being a novice in the kitchen.

In Elizabeth’s conventional view, a man cooking was somehow a lessening of his masculinity.

Yet Elijah was dismantling that stereotype effortlessly.

With his shirt collar undone just enough to reveal the contours of his chest muscles, and his forearms smooth yet defined, veins prominently tracing down to his skilled hands, he moved about handling the kitchenware.

There was an undeniable allure to his actions, a sensuality that captivated.

for Elizabeth, the sight a

down two steaming plates of spaghetti

are you still sitting there for? Go wash your

as she found herself walking toward the

from a normal married life,

the small square table that left little space for

chose the chair directly across from Elijah, sealing the proximity

with meticulous care, each topped with a perfectly cooked egg and generously drizzled

an extra dollop of her favorite sauce—a silent acknowledgment from

her emotions churned as violently