My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 261 Elijahs sharp eyes immediately noticed the faint bruising at the corner of Elizabeths lips.

She must have been hurt.

For a fleeting moment, sympathy rose in his chest, but it vanished the instant he saw Daxton.

Dressed in a crisp white sweater and jeans, Daxton stood effortlessly poised, the sunlight casting a warm glow over his figure.

He seemed almost ethereal, exuding an easy confidence that grated on Elijah.

When their eyes met, Daxton offered a polite, serene smile, but beneath it was an unmistakable frost.

The two men locked gazes, the tension between them palpablelike two predators circling, vying for dominance over the same territory.

Though Daxtons demeanor lacked the lethal edge honed by Elijahs years in high-stakes battles, it carried a quiet, unshakable resolve.

Alright, everyones watching, Elizabeth said softly, patting Sandra on the shoulder.

She was entirely oblivious to the silent war raging behind her.

Sandra straightened, wiping away her tears.

Elijah strode toward Elizabeth with measured purpose.

He took the jacket draped over Olivers arm and, in a few swift steps, reached Elizabeth.

Without a word, he pulled off the jacket loosely hanging on her shoulders, tossed it toward Daxton, and replaced it with his own.

eyes bore into hers, his

Elizabeth, youre an adult.

Start acting like one.

online gossip, and you cant handle it? You turn off your phone and vanish without a word? Do you have any idea how many resources, how much manpower and police effort, I wasted searching for you all night? There were so

you even hear yourself? Whats wrong with you? Sandra snapped, rolling up her

she could act, Albin stepped in,

Take it easy, Sandra.

upset because he

Cut him some slack, okay? Though still

begrudgingly allowed Albin to lead her away,

stood in stunned

online gossip? What exactly did he think of her?

Her chest heaved with unspoken grievances, but the ache of his

forward, placing himself protectively between

Daxton began, his tone calm yet firm, but when I found Elizabeth last night, she was unconscious, floating in

it werent for the two experienced sailors on my yacht, she

the officers

was an

you

a wave of warmth rise in her chest at Daxtons

steady presence and support soothed

contrast between the two men couldnt have been

at Daxton, his anger simmering

a true manipulator,

to the police station to give your statement, Elijah said coldly,