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.

Lake infiltrated his thoughts, her figure crystallizing from the misty memories of the day into an ethereal presence in the soft light, her

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

a startling clarity

no novice in matters of attraction; he had effortlessly dismissed the flirtations of a bikini-clad beauty queen, a former pageant star,

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

a dormant switch had been flipped, sensitizing him

whether his feelings for Elizabeth were born of love or mere physical desire, he couldn’t ignore