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 voice cold

Elizabeth, youre an adult.

Start acting like one.

mere 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 even hear yourself? Whats wrong with you? Sandra

act, Albin

Take it easy, Sandra.

upset because

night? Cut him some slack, okay? Though still fuming, Sandra recalled how upset Elijah was the previous

lead her

stood in stunned silence, her

some online gossip? What exactly did

even know what I went through last night? Her chest heaved with unspoken grievances, but the ache of his mistrust

respond, Daxton stepped forward, placing himself protectively

Daxton began, his tone calm yet firm, but

the two experienced sailors on my yacht, she

to the officers nearby, his expression

this was an attempted

you to investigate

rise in her chest

and support soothed her

men couldnt have been

darkened as he glared at Daxton, his

understood what a true manipulator, pretending to be pure and innocent, was like, which most women

police station to give your statement, Elijah