My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 190 “Hold on there, darling.

Where are you runnin’ off to? We’re just tryin’ to be friendly,” one sneered, his breath reeking of beer and cheap cigarettes.

Suppressing the instinct to gag, Elizabeth lifted her chin.

“My husband’s waiting for me just up ahead.”

The taller man scanned the dark street, his smirk widening.

“Oh, yeah? This stretch is nothing but construction sites and abandoned lots.

You’re dressed too fine for a fella swinging a hammer.

Who’s he, the phantom foreman?”

Before Elizabeth could respond, they each grabbed an arm, their laughter slithering into the night like poison.

“Come on now,” one said.

“We’re big deals around here.

A little time with us, and you’ll be counting your lucky stars.”

to the inn, his jaw tight and his temper barely

tension in his expression could

his room, he swung the door open only to be ambushed by a memory—Aspyn sitting at his bedside, her words needling at his

His scowl deepened.

he closed the door and marched back

counter with enough force to catch the receptionist’s startled

fresh into her shift, quickly

guest the staff had been instructed

“Of course, Mr.

her cheeks tinged pink as she caught sight of

his sour expression, he

staying at the inn, but she couldn’t imagine anyone more striking

best available room and

the

The receptionist laughed lightly.

like your timing’s

Norris.

and you’d have been

gaze fixed on the rain as if it held answers to