My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 220 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.

elsewhere, drawn to Albin, who was tapping away on his

and she sensed an

guiding her gracefully toward the villa, Freya’s gaze lingered on Elizabeth’s

then steeled herself, turning toward

as honey as she called

took an exaggerated

hers, he relaxed, letting out a

You move so silently—you nearly gave me

you,

blinked, caught off guard by the

Was she not graceful,

decided to let

rare opportunity to get closer to

patience, “Who are you texting? You seemed

quirky profile picture making him smile

with a casual flick, he replied, “Just one