My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 164 As the car’s interior warmed, a subtle, woody fragrance emanating from Elijah suffused the space, casting an uncomfortably intimate ambiance around them.

She shifted her gaze to the nocturnal cityscape, catching his concentrated silhouette reflected against the window.

Despite their proximity, a void of unspoken words stretched between them.

The car rolled to a stop outside Bayview Villa.

Elizabeth stole a glance at Elijah, still engrossed in his laptop.

Without waiting for Oliver, she opened the door and stepped onto the pavement herself.

She had only taken a few steps toward the villa’s grand entrance when the door swung open abruptly.

Willow emerged, and the moment her eyes landed on Elizabeth, her welcoming smile dissolved.

“Why is it you?” she exclaimed, a mix of surprise and displeasure coloring her tone.

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A mere ten minutes before, the driver had returned with a group of foreign doctors, and Willow had been under the impression that Elijah was bringing Sandra back with him.

Hindered by a significant language barrier, her interactions with the doctors were minimal.

Upon spotting Elizabeth, Willow’s gut reaction was suspicion, her mind racing to the conclusion that Elizabeth was there to stir up trouble.

Elijah, arriving just in time, caught Willow’s words, his features hardening into a mask of disapproval.

with

in such

back to reality, Willow

“I’m so sorry, Mr.

James.

of

again made me

response was cold and

uphold the dignity of your position, perhaps

felt a lump in her

as lucrative and comfortable as

tarnish her reputation, closing the doors to employment with any

drained of color as

to find her words, she suddenly knelt in front of Elizabeth in a desperate

slaps rang out sharply, leaving her cheeks flushed with stark

She begged earnestly, “Ms.

to see you here, and I just couldn’t wrap my mind around it at that

words spilled out without thought! Please, don’t judge someone as unrefined

your heart to

step back, distancing herself from Willow’s reach, and replied with a detached

James, not me.”

no angel with endless patience

the whole affair none of

on her knees, pleading

James, Ms.