My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 282

Chapter 282 Upstairs, Elizabeth opened the door, her tone casual but brisk.

Just leave the things in the living room.

Oliver set the bags down, glancing around the small apartment.

He straightened and hesitated before saying, Ms.

Sandra, let me help you clean.

Elizabeth shook her head, already heading toward the dust-covered furniture.

No need.

I can manage.

You should rest.

Oliver looked uncertain, his eyes briefly darting to Elijah, who stood silently near the door.

Meet me at the alley entrance at eight tomorrow, Elijah said, his voice calm but firm.

Yes, sir.

Oliver gave a curt nod and headed for the door.

Elizabeth paused, turning to Elijah with a slight raise of her eyebrow.

Arent you leaving? Where would I go? Elijah replied, pulling off the dust cover from the sofa.

There was a soft click as Oliver gently shut the door behind him.

The apartment was modestmuch smaller than the master bedroom at Bayview Villa.

Elijahs broad shoulders seemed to crowd the narrow space.

Elizabeth moved deftly across the room, tugging at the dust covers draped over furniture.

Each piece she uncovered seemed to unearth a memory, remnants of her childhood preserved in neat, orderly arrangements.

Sit down, she said, tossing a dust cover aside.

a bottle of water from the items Oliver had

Drink this.

in my

room, and Ill take Grandmas

said nothing, only settling onto the sofa, the bottle unopened

winter and cool in summer, comfortable even without air

cleaning, Elijah opened his

over the keys, his attention

hair up in a loose knot, exposing

like that of a seasoned performer even in

wondering if the same grace had once filled Bayview Villa

piece

black finish reflected the sunlight, understated in design

Steinway from

most striking feature was the gold-embossed M next to the

my grandfathers piano, Elizabeth said, her voice pulling

a finger along its polished surface, a faint

its very

gift from someone who admired

expression

little, I spilled

only time she ever

I thought she might

Elijahs brows knitted slightly.

was known for lavishing gifts on talented individuals in the

could they have stood by while Oliver mistreated Danna? He pushed the thought aside, focusing instead on her

was flushed, likely from the exertion

softly in the warm

his throat, and he

he could think better of it, Elijah rose and crossed the

around her

sudden movement startled

out, landing on the piano

as she turned her face

it, she said, in a

lightly against

warm, carrying a

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