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.”

drove back to the inn, his jaw tight

in his expression could have

swung the door open only to be ambushed by a memory—Aspyn sitting at his

His scowl deepened.

he closed the door and marched

counter with enough force to catch the receptionist’s startled attention, he said, “I need a different

receptionist, fresh into her shift, quickly composed

the guest the staff had been instructed

“Of course, Mr.

cheeks tinged pink as

expression, he was

at the inn, but she couldn’t imagine anyone

the best available room and

the hallway, the heavens

The receptionist laughed lightly.

your

Norris.

you’d have been

fixed on the rain as if it held answers to