My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 279 After leaving the cemetery, Elizabeth and Elijah met back up with Albin and Camille.

Camille had found a local barbecue spot hidden within a residential district, renowned for its longstanding presence and genuine taste.

Back when Elizabeth was a student, she and her friends would scrape together their allowances to enjoy meals there.

Despite his usual fondness for cleanliness, Elijah relaxed his standards at this humble county eatery.

He discreetly cleaned the table and chairs with a wet wipe, making no fuss about it.

Their strikingly parked cars attracted attention during the bustling dinner hour.

Onlookers, on their way home from school or work, paused to observe, with some even taking pictures.

Amid the murmurs, someone commented, That car looks like it was owned by a rich businessman, doesnt it? Why would someone so wealthy come to our small county instead of staying in larger cities or traveling overseas? Catching this, Elizabeth, while enjoying a piece of grilled eggplant, turned to Elijah and playfully inquired, Mr.

James, the locals are curious… why do you visit these secluded rural places? Elijah, dressed simply in a black shirt, sat effortlessly elegant, his demeanor devoid of any flashy adornments.

His presence alone seemed to uplift the modest setting.

As he dabbed at some sauce that had spilled near Elizabeth, he said, Remember how you once shared about your simple beginnings here, and how much you wished to see it developed? You mentioned that if you had the means, youd support the growth of this place and its surroundings.

He carefully left out part of her past comments to preserve her pride.

Elizabeth had previously expressed, saying, If only I had the resources, Id develop my hometown and the impoverished areas around it… Unfortunately, I married young and have to focus on my family.

I hope someone capable will come along to uplift this area.

thankful to

Elizabeth looked away, feeling

Camille, who had been playfully pushing with Albin for a chicken wing, momentarily lost her grip on her fork, allowing Albin the opportunity to scoop the wing

at Elijah

mentioned, out of charity? Elijah held a momentary silence, then

faint warmth that had begun

remained emotionally distant, preventing any feelings that might challenge her resolution

slammed her fork down,

guess, it was that manipulator, right? Elijah, why mention her now, just

Camille scoffed, Sure, typical

it aside and covered Camilles

bit into Albins

exclaimed, flinching as he noticed

Elijah took a leisurely sip of his water,

acting as if she hadnt noticed his

though

Oliver immediately interjected, Mrs.

a room in the

tugging at Camilles sleeve, suggested, We

in a hotel? You planning something sneaky? In a flustered

quickly steered

whole day on the road, if you stay

at the hotel, Camille