My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 244

Chapter 244 Elizabeth pivoted, catching sight of Alexander standing nearby, a bottle of juice in his hand.

The 7-Eleven convenience store loomed behind him.

“Mr.

Clark,” she greeted, her anger carefully veiled beneath a veneer of casual composure.

“Oh, nothing.

Just a close encounter with a reckless driver who nearly struck me.”

Her smile bloomed—elegant and distant, a delicate flower of polite restraint.

Despite the warmth, her eyes remained guarded.

Alexander played along, feigning ignorance.

“Indeed, dangerous drivers seem to be everywhere these days.”

“Yes.” Elizabeth nodded, her response perfunctory.

“What brings you here, Mr.

Clark?”

After two seemingly chance encounters, suspicion was taking root.

Was Alexander following her?

“Just passing through,” he replied, jiggling the juice bottle.

“I was thinking about grabbing a bite but haven’t settled on a place.

Stopped for a drink to quench my thirst.”

Though their meeting appeared coincidental, Alexander had lingered long enough to overhear Elizabeth’s earlier outburst about Elijah.

The pieces were falling into place—their affectionate display in Foxfire County was merely a performance.

reservations about him remained

It made sense.

relationship were genuinely loving, why would she be alone on the street at night, vulnerable to

about divorce held

could respond, Alexander

here by chance, might I have the honor of inviting

subtly retreated, increasing the space between

the Norris Mansion,” she declined, purposefully emphasizing the

Mansion?” Alexander’s eyes swept

least ten miles from

here

James?”

as she tucked a wayward strand

me off before heading

digest my meal, and perhaps find

Alexander saw his opportunity.

that case, I know a place at Orkset Tower

saved you once—surely a dinner isn’t too much to

would make her

her, his persistent

was a chance to probe his

smile was

put it that way, this meal

we take

over there,” Alexander gestured, revealing a sleek teal

settled into the passenger seat, an unsettling sensation of being watched crept

through the window but saw nothing

Tower stood as a metropolitan landmark, its 160 stories piercing the

from dining establishments to entertainment venues, with a crowning observation

150th floor, where astronomical rent allowed only a single

luxury, transforming mere dining into

liquid starlight, their authenticity setting them apart from mere

patterns across the room, evoking the sensation of

melody

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