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.

from the misty memories of the day into an ethereal presence

mind then snapped to a more unsettling memory: Elizabeth in the bathroom, her bare skin exposed, her eyes wide

vision struck him with a startling clarity and an unnerving

had effortlessly dismissed the flirtations of a bikini-clad beauty queen,

accidental encounter with Elizabeth, vulnerable and unguarded, had triggered a

switch had been flipped, sensitizing him

were born of love or mere physical desire, he