My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 290 Elizabeth strolled through the streets, lost in thought, as she noticed how many of the familiar old shops from her past had either moved, been renovated, or were now under new ownership.

She had always dreamed of bringing Elijah here, to walk the same streets she once did, see the familiar sights, and taste the foods that held a special place in her heart.

Such a simple wish had gone unfulfilled, despite two years of marriage.

This time, with him by her side in Esterhall, she had hoped this trip might finally make it come true, offering a chance to make up for the regrets that had lingered in their relationship.

But everything had shifted, even their relationship.

Some changes were permanent, leaving nothing behind but regrets.

Without realizing it, she ended up at her old elementary school.

The childhood snacks she remembered so fondly were no longer sold, a casualty of the rising prices.

She picked up a few fried skewers and, noticing the school bell would ring soon and the sun was beginning to set, she remembered her time in Foxfire and decided it was time to head home.

Elizabeth walked back into Wrens apartment, greeted by the mouthwatering aromas of various dishes drifting up from downstairs.

Someone was clearly cooking something spicy, the sharp scent of chili cutting through the other fragrances.

Feeling the pang of hunger herself, Elizabeth glanced at the fried skewers in her hand and considered whipping up some instant noodles to hold her over.

When she opened the door, the rich smell of food filled the air.

To her surprise, Elijah stepped out of the kitchen, his face flushed from the spicy fumes, coughing as he tried to catch his breath.

Elizabeth paused in the doorway, unsure of what to make of the situation.

She had assumed, after their heated argument, that he would have gone to stay at a hotel.

was, not only home but cooking

coughing, didnt seem to notice

an old apron from the apartment, and oddly enough, it suited him, giving off

define the person; its

the white shirt underneath, the apron alone

moment, Elijah managed to catch his breath and shot her a look of mild annoyance, his voice

out of her thoughts, Elizabeth walked over to the box near the

didnt take the

the glass bottle

I prefer that brand.

yourself, Elizabeth said with impatience, shoving the bottle into his arms before turning away to change

more than half of it

Adams apple bobbed as he swallowed, the curve of his throat oddly

on her slippers and walked straight into

tightening the cap of the bottle

from a disappointing project inspection and had initially gone to a

some reason, he couldnt shake the restlessness,

knew it, he was standing outside Wrens

the apron, ready to

left now, it would make him seem like

set the apron aside and went back to the kitchen to bring the

comfortable clothes in the bedroom and sat on the bed, not quite ready to

Elijah opened the door and leaned casually against

Dinners ready.

me to bring it to

in the dining room, Elizabeth replied,

spicy beef strips, garlic mashed potatoes, a cold okra salad, and creamy

Elizabeth was taken aback.