My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 219 Wren’s stern voice cut through the air.

“Enough!”

Freya froze, her defiance retreating as quickly as it had appeared.

In her eagerness to outmaneuver Elizabeth, she’d forgotten one crucial fact—Wren wasn’t someone you crossed lightly.

As a distant relative of the James family, Freya knew her place and wasn’t in a position to reprimand Wren’s granddaughter-in-law.

The mood of the crowd shifted; their previous whispers about Elizabeth turned into quiet critiques of the Myers family.

Remarks about their struggling business and Freya’s lack of decorum fluttered through the air like leaves caught in an unforgiving wind.

Freya felt the sting of their judgment.

She glanced around, searching for support, her eyes landing on Lily.

focus was elsewhere, drawn to Albin, who was tapping away on his phone with a

and she sensed an opportunity

Elijah and Elizabeth flanked Wren, guiding her gracefully toward the villa, Freya’s gaze lingered on Elizabeth’s retreating figure, venom pooling in

steeled

became sweet as honey

took an exaggerated step

letting out a dramatic sigh as he patted his

me a heart attack

you, a

off guard by the

Was she not

decided to let

get closer to Albin, and she wasn’t

with forced patience, “Who are you texting? You

his phone, a quirky profile picture making him smile

flick, he replied, “Just one