My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 243

Chapter 243 Elizabeth settled into the front passenger seat, her lips pressed together in a tight line.

Elijah said nothing, simply sliding into the driver’s seat and steering the car away from Norris Mansion.

Midway through their journey, Elizabeth suddenly pointed ahead.

“The courthouse,” she announced.

Elijah glanced in the indicated direction.

“Yes, it is,” he replied casually, his mind drifting to the day they had registered their marriage.

In the swift passage of time, they had already been married for nearly three years.

In Mothor, the third wedding anniversary was known as the “Leather Anniversary”—a symbolic representation of a marriage that had weathered initial challenges and gained resilience.

Conversely, in Izrosa, it was called the “Wheat Anniversary,” signifying the rewards reaped from three years of shared life.

As Elijah contemplated potential anniversary celebrations, Elizabeth’s frigid voice shattered his thoughts.

“Stop the car.

We’re getting a divorce.”

The vehicle jerked to an abrupt halt.

Elijah turned, his expression darkening.

“What did you say?”

“What are you doing?!” Elizabeth shouted.

Her expression hardened, and she repeated with an air of finality, “I said we’re passing the courthouse.

Let’s go ahead and get the divorce done.

There’s no sense dragging this out.”

Had it not been for her seatbelt, she would have pitched forward with the sudden stop.

Elijah’s lips compressed into a thin line, tension filling the car’s interior.

The thought of proposing divorce the day after they had finally consummated their marriage seemed incomprehensible to him.

Elizabeth cast a

agreed

Or was yesterday your first

and defensive, came

“Of course not.”

She wasn’t surprised.

his feelings for Sandra, it was hard to believe

now, none of it mattered—not

nothing left to

get it

You’re busy, after all.

to

tension hung heavy in the car as Elijah stared

bit out, “The

at her

“It’s only five.

They’re still open.”

the marriage certificate,” he countered, his tone colder

She arched a brow.

the certificate to get a

gave a short,

a rush, are we?” His

“Look it up yourself.”

checked the

“Fine.

We’ve got time.

by the house to grab it—it’s just five

the housekeeper

could finish, Elijah’s

cutting off her words

syrupy voice

“Elijah…”

narrowing at the sound of Sandra’s unmistakable

ignored her glare, keeping his focus on

wrong? Are you feeling

Sandra replied with a playful

a restaurant with the most

dinner

answered,

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