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

kicked in, and she

Elijah and Elizabeth flanked Wren, guiding her gracefully toward the villa,

hesitated, then steeled herself, turning

sweet as honey as

took an exaggerated step

his eyes met hers, he relaxed, letting out a dramatic sigh as he patted his

move so silently—you nearly gave me a heart attack sneaking

you, a

caught off guard by the

ghost? Was she not graceful,

decided to let

closer to Albin, and she wasn’t about

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

his phone, a quirky

with a casual flick, he replied, “Just one of my