My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 266 The night stretched on, its silence broken only by the soft glow of the moon, casting intricate shadows across the room.

Elizabeth stirred, her eyes fluttering open to find the bed empty.

Elijah was gone.

She hadnt expected him to stay anyway.

She stretched, her body languid after hours of undisturbed rest.

Her fingers reached for her phone on the nightstand, and the screen illuminated her faceit was already past eleven.

A small yawn escaped her lips as she swung her legs off the bed, the carpets plush fibers cushioning her bare feet.

She reached for her robe, slipping it on with a practiced ease, and made her way to the door.

The hallway greeted her with silence, save for the faint tap of her steps on the hardwood floor.

Willow stood a few feet away, her attention fixed on the glow of her phone screen.

Her thumbs moved swiftly, typing out a message.

Elizabeths brows knitted together.

Willow, what are you doing here? The question startled Willow, and she jerked her hand, nearly dropping the device.

She turned, her face painted with a forced smile.

Oh, Mrs.

James, she stammered, tucking the phone into her apron pocket.

Its nothing.

My son just sent me a message.

I thought Id check if you needed anything.

267 Elizabeths eyes narrowed slightly but shifted focus.

What do we have to eat? she asked, her tone casual.

We had fresh prawns delivered today.

Willows face, as she had accidentally mentioned

Prawns will do.

theyre ready, she instructed, her voice leaving no room

though it barely reached

Of course, Mrs.

she said, bowing her head

respond, simply closing

wasnt one for unnecessary pleasantries, especially

clicked shut, Willows polite

her lips twisting

she muttered under her breath, her voice dripping with

warm steam from her shower clung to her skin, soothing away the

robe, Elizabeth sat on the sofa and

of curiosity, she checked

once centered on her name were

in to

absence of headlines, her

fans filled her mentions, accusing her of exploiting

warned him to stay away from her,

thin line, her temples throbbing

tap and turned

surprise, her inbox

inquiries about her disappearance to warm greetings for her safe

her features

people reaching out to her eased some of the tension in

stood out among the

for a week before

you come back early, Ill dock two hundred thousand from your contract! Her grin widened as she replied

was evident, though the mention of money stung

exchanges, they agreed she would rest for three days, no

sense of calm, she pulled her laptop from her bag and opened the script shed been

completion, with only a few revisions left

the door

Mrs.

its ready, Willow called

it in, Elizabeth said,

creaked open, and

it gently on the table beside Elizabeth, her movements

just made these,