My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 239 A shiver coursed through Elizabeth’s body, her legs trembling beneath her as weakness overtook her.

She wriggled free from Elijah’s embrace, hurriedly kicked off her shoes, and stepped into the bathtub, sinking into the cold water with a quick, desperate motion.

Curling up, she let the icy water rise to her shoulders, but it did little to douse the inferno raging inside her—a disorienting blend of fire and ice.

Elijah’s gaze burned into her, predatory and unyielding, the intensity in his eyes threatening to consume her whole.

Reason slipped from his grasp, overtaken by a searing passion.

He no longer cared if it was the effects of the drug or something deeper—all he knew was that he wanted her.

She was his wife.

Why should he hold back?

With that resolve, he reached for her, gathering her into his arms.

voice was

“Cold water won’t help.

just make yourself

with purpose—one arm secured her waist, while the other slid beneath the hem of her skirt,

woody scent of his cologne, now mingled with something headier, clouded

felt herself slipping into the

with mockery and faint

you want

he shot

of irritation crossed his face, his hands continued their mission, finding

at me,” she began, her voice thick with

lingerie I bought!” she accused, the hurt she’d buried for years

tears, making her even more heartbreakingly

paused, recalling

softened,