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.

tapping away on his phone

kicked in, and she sensed an

villa, Freya’s gaze lingered on Elizabeth’s retreating figure, venom pooling in

hesitated, then steeled

honey as she called

an exaggerated step

eyes met hers, he relaxed, letting out a dramatic sigh

move so silently—you nearly gave me a heart attack

are you,

off guard by the

ghost? Was she

she decided to

get closer to Albin,

her frustration, she asked with forced patience, “Who are you texting? You seemed so

phone, a quirky

a casual flick, he