My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 177 Elijah’s mood had shifted so abruptly that Oscar thought it best not to bring up the planned drinking session, and dinner concluded quickly, with everyone retreating to their rooms for the night.

Secluded in his room, Elijah collapsed onto the sofa, his fingers trembling slightly as he uncapped a bottle of ice-cold mineral water he’d snagged from the fridge.

He gulped it down eagerly, the fabric of his breath.

As the water cascaded down his shirt collar, loose and fluttering with each alcohol and heat radiating through his throat, it did little to cool the burning mix of his body and his inner turmoil.

thoughts, her figure crystallizing from the misty memories of the

unsettling memory: Elizabeth in the bathroom, her bare skin exposed,

him with a startling clarity and an

flirtations of a bikini-clad

accidental encounter with Elizabeth, vulnerable and unguarded,

dormant switch had been flipped, sensitizing him to

his feelings for Elizabeth were born of love or