Chapter 289 Elijah regretted his words the instant they escaped his lips.

It was as if he had opened a Pandoras box of awkwardness, and there was no closing it now.

For someone who had always scorned jealousy-driven theatrics from women, he was baffled to realize that, deep down, he almost wanted Elizabeth to react with a flash of possessiveness.

Elizabeth found his audacity laughable.

Oh, thats rich.

When you and Sandra paraded around in public like some royal procession, humiliating me every step of the way, you told me to be mature and understanding.

Now, with Scarlettwhos nothing more than a delusional fangirlI let it slide, and you think its because I dont care about you? Are you hearing yourself right now? She had reached her limit.

The days of biting her tongue were behind her.

From now on, she vowed to speak her mind.

Elijah tugged at his collar, irritation bubbling to the surface.

Why do you always bring up Sandra? It wasnt just her biting words that got under his skin; it was the reflection they forced him to confront.

Control had always been his forte.

Yet, their marriage was drifting further from reason with each passing day.

Even he didnt recognize himself anymore.

Elizabeth caught his gaze and smirked.

Of course, the moment Sandras name entered the conversation, he leapt to her defense.

Typical.

thoughts drifted back to the night before, Elizabeth couldnt help but

be so fundamentally at odds? She had always believed intimacy should be an extension of

nothing more than raw

feelings she

at least she hadnt let

her to lash out with one of her trademark comebacks, but it

he finally glanced at her, he found her watching him with an icy,

locked for

swiftly, she looked

Its all sorted now.

got other

a brief instruction, and walked off

a sharp kick, he sent a stool careening across

his gaze flicking

He sighed inwardly.

If Mr.

game, it wouldnt be long before he lost her

a villa district in

sofa, his usual

an almost

a population of a

yet, after all these years, you still havent found him? A middle-aged man

at his brow with a trembling hand,

piano teacher, every music shop owner, every bar pianistanyone remotely connected

them match the description… Daxtons

a porcelain cup and hurled it at the

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