My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 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.

A hint of regret flashed across Willows face, as she had accidentally mentioned the prawns she planned to keep for herself.

Prawns will do.

Bring them to my room when theyre ready, she instructed, her voice leaving no room for discussion.

Willows smile returned, though it barely reached her eyes.

Of course, Mrs.

James, she said, bowing her head slightly.

Elizabeth didnt respond, simply closing the door.

She wasnt one for unnecessary pleasantries, especially not with someone she instinctively distrusted.

The moment the door clicked shut, Willows polite facade crumbled.

She scowled at the door, her lips twisting into a sneer.

Arrogant snob, she muttered under her breath, her voice dripping with venom.

The warm steam from her shower clung to her skin, soothing away the fatigue of the day.

Wrapped in a soft robe, Elizabeth sat on the sofa and opened her laptop.

Out of curiosity, she checked Twitter.

The trending topics that had once centered on her name were gone.

have stepped in to clean up

her notifications

filled her mentions, accusing her of exploiting Olivers

warned him to stay away from her, calling her

lips pressed into a thin line, her temples

with a sharp tap and turned her

her surprise, her

about her disappearance

rare smile softened her features as she scrolled through

people reaching out to her eased

message stood out among

for a week before returning to set!

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

concern was evident, though the mention of

would rest for

she pulled her laptop from her bag and opened the script shed been working

collaboration was nearing completion, with only

knock at the door broke her

Mrs.

Willow called

Elizabeth said,

open, and Willow entered, carrying

gently on the table beside Elizabeth, her movements

made

back to let

glistened under the

bursting

tastes good, she

You can go.

leave the tray by the door