My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 287 Elizabeth listened intently, distilling the crucial details from the long-winded tale.

Scarlett had crashed into Elijahs car, sparking a heated argument that had escalated to them both being detained at the police station.

The womans voice cracked, her words soaked in distress.

Elizabeth, Im begging you, dont let your husband throw my daughter into jail! Relax, its not severe enough to warrant any jail time.

It sounds like a simple misunderstanding.

Im on my way, Elizabeth assured her, ending the call.

The schoolyard was eerily silent, punctuated only by the loud conversation Elizabeth had just had, which Daxton, standing not too far away, had inadvertently caught most of.

He swung the passenger door open once more and urged, Hop in.

The station is far off, you wont make it by foot.

Elizabeth hesitated for a moment, knowing another refusal could suggest she had a problem with him.

Finally, she nodded, pocketed her phone, and climbed into the car.

Upon reaching the police station, as Elizabeth and Daxton approached, Oliver was posted at the front, starting to greet her.

Mrs.

Norris… But his words trailed off as his gaze shifted to Daxton, filling with wary suspicion.

Elizabeth noticed and quickly explained, I bumped into an old friend at the school who offered me a lift here.

Olivers unease remained palpable, his voice dripping with skepticism.

Mr.

Garcia went to Esterhall High School? Elizabeth, barely containing her annoyance, finally let it erupt.

Oliver, are you questioning me? Daxton had his own intentions visiting the school.

Must I narrate every tiny detail about what my acquaintances do to you? Oliver, quick to adapt, bowed his head in apology.

I apologize, Mrs.

Norris.

was inappropriate of

voice

asking what

your husband, isnt it my right to inquire about your friends? Elijah sauntered from the doorway,

across Elizabeths annoyed expression and fixed on Daxton, who stood

Their gazes locked momentarily.

longer before turning back to Elizabeth,

get going

if

Alright, thanks.

her

the edge of the gathering, feeling like

His expression grew stormy.

and remarked coldly,

spoke to Elizabeth, his eyes remained riveted on Daxton, his stare intense and

look with a sharp, meaningful gaze, then quickly turned and strode decisively toward his

lingering on Elizabeths shoulder, guided her forward with a dismissive

You… Elizabeth briskly shrugged off his touch

the end of

statusyoure almost my ex, not my

deceived, I am an adult,

me your concerns,

Norris.

voicing these sentiments in Daxtons presence earlier, partly to preserve

nothing

friendship and wished it to last

beyond what she felt she could

on her heel, she

167 Frustratingly Aloof Oliver watched as Elijahs

Norris, Mrs.

push back when

touch might allow you to communicate