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.

maneuver around the kitchen was unexpectedly gratifying for Elizabeth, the sight a visual feast

setting down two steaming plates of spaghetti on the dining

you still sitting there for? Go wash your hands and let’s eat,” he called out, breaking

she found herself walking toward the kitchen to wash

a normal married life, tinged

the small square table

she chose the chair directly across from Elijah, sealing the proximity

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

featured an extra dollop of her

a composed facade, yet beneath it, her