My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 179 Elijah’s brows drew together in a frown as he grabbed the robe, sliding it over his shoulders.

Aspyn’s stare held a provocative charge, so palpable that it seemed to infuse the very air with a sultry tension.

He strolled over to the sofa, gracefully sinking into its plush embrace, and took a measured gulp of water—a silent plea for her to recognize her cue to depart.

Meanwhile, Aspyn, her senses muddled by intoxication and whimsical desires, completely misread the room’s cooling ambiance.

She dipped her head shyly, reminiscent of a startled fawn, hesitantly preening herself before meandering back to the bed.

head and a voice dripping with faux innocence, she ventured, “Elijah, surely you wouldn’t expect me

Elijah’s face was a mask of indifference, his initial spark

than a winter chill, he

biting than his

word struck Aspyn like a thunderclap, her eyes widening in shock as they darted

drained from her cheeks, leaving her complexion ghostly pale as she nervously nibbled on her lower

shown signs of interest now appeared utterly unaffected by

tense room, his unspoken disdain crystal