My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 277 As they approached the highway, an unusual purple-gray SUV caught their attention, parked conspicuously among more traditionally colored vehicles.

Oliver maneuvered their car to pull up alongside it, and Camille immediately leaned out from the passenger window, calling out, Elizabeth! Albin, seated at the wheel behind her, also leaned forward and said, Hey, Elizabeth.

Elijah.

Albins presence surprised Elizabeth.

She shut her laptop and asked, Albin? What are you doing here? Before Albin could explain, Camille interjected, He was free, so he decided to help out.

Hiring a driver for such a long drive gets pricey, and Im trying to manage my expenses now that Im on my own.

Elijah gave them a doubtful look, clearly skeptical of her rationale.

Brushing off his scrutiny, Camille suggested, Lets skip that topic.

Elizabeth, why dont you hop in here with us? You and I can squeeze into the back.

Ive downloaded loads of movies.

We can watch them together! Sure! With enthusiasm, Elizabeth quickly exited their car.

She had grown weary of overhearing Elijahs discussions about multimillion-dollar deals, finding them increasingly disheartening.

She slid into the back seat of the SUV, and as she was about to close the door, she saw Elijah stepping out of his car.

Maintaining a neutral demeanor, he said, I need a break from work.

Ill join you for the movie.

shut the door,

Sorry, no space left.

front, Albin tried to

pressed down on the gas

standing alone, Elijahs

closer to

in that town, of her

stop and see your mom before we head home? Elizabeths gaze shifted outwards, noticing Elijah had lowered the rear window of

his phone, his eyes

her window still raised, it seemed impossible for him to see her

stare gave her the unsettling feeling that he could look right through the barrier as if he could

flutter in her heart, she responded in

saying, I need to

to eat? Camille paused the movie on her tablet and looked

No, well accompany you.

mirror and

your mom since

the cemetery, they found the area in

it impossible for the car

their vehicle alongside the

roses in one hand while firmly clasping

a blanket of dirt, the ancient stone steps caused Elizabeth to falter as

hand, stood unflinchingly by her

consistently provided a sense of security,

on it fervently, even to the detriment of her

she now contemplated distancing herself, the familiarity of this security unnerved her,

to Camille, saying, Camille, let me give you a