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 visual feast that seemed to nourish

two steaming plates of spaghetti on the

your hands

shattered as she found herself walking toward

straight from a normal married life, tinged with the bittersweet realization of their

intimacy of the small square table that left little space

chair directly across from Elijah, sealing

care, each topped with a perfectly cooked

her favorite sauce—a silent acknowledgment from

a composed facade, yet beneath it, her emotions churned as violently as the storm