My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 296 Inside the villa.

Elijah reclined in the hot spring pool, his eyes closed in relaxation.

Beside him, Albin gripped a handheld game console, his fingers dancing across the controls with intense concentration.

Each button press seemed to carry the weight of an epic battle.

Camille quietly raised her phone, capturing a candid moment of Elizabeth leaning against the pools edge.

The cameras subtle click caused Elijahs eyes to flutter open momentarily.

Elizabeths skin glowed with a flush from the heat.

Droplets of water traced a delicate pathfrom her hairline, down her cheek, along her neck, skimming her collarbone before disappearing beneath the waters surface.

The intimate journey of each droplet held a quiet sensuality.

Memories flooded Elijahs mind.

He recalled her face during their most passionate moments, her eyes glistening with tears of pleasure.

The recollection stirred something deep within him, a primal desire to possess her once more.

He swallowed hard, forcing himself to shut his eyes and redirect his thoughts to more professional concerns.

Unaware of Elijahs lingering gaze, Camille stashed her phone away.

Her face flushed crimson as she scrambled out of the hot water.

Nope, Im done! I cant handle this anymore.

Seriously, Im out of breath! Albin, having just conquered the final boss in his game, set down the console and shot her a mocking grin.

Your staminas pathetic.

Weve barely been soaking for a few minutes, and youre already giving up? Seeking solidarity, Camille turned to Elizabeth.

Elizabeth, do you hear how he talks? Absolutely zero filter! Albin leaned back smugly, his grin spreading like butter on hot toast.

Hey, Im just being honest.

Four of us are sitting here, and youre the only one about to keel over.

Face ityoure a lightweight.

With mock theatrics, he flexed his arms, his biceps gleaming under the soft lights.

Unlike me, of course.

got Fayedge Mountain written all

could sprint around that beast twice

was a miracle they didnt roll straight out of

Congratulations.

become a walking fitness

her energy levels dipping,

starting to feel it

This heats no joke.

leaning into his silence, kept his eyes closed,

that pushing Elizabeth further might backfire, Albin wisely

the mood to go one against two, especially with Elijah unlikely to

Forget it.

No point in arguing.

he wrapped himself in a robe and moved to the

Im starving.

Weve got ingredients.

Camille sprawled across the sofa and retorted sharply,

I didnt- Before she could continue, the in-house phone interrupted

and a staff members

Good evening, sir.

in

is exclusively reserved for

chef stands ready to prepare

triumphant grin

Well be down soon.

with your best

hung up, he

Sometimes luck is on my

food,

group arrived in the private

chili peppers saturated

chili-glazed chicken, and an array of mouth-searing

the chef with characteristic

options? How are we supposed to eat this inferno? Elijahs gaze drifted momentarily, landing

impulsive as ever, exclaimed, Elizabeth, look! These are all your favorite dishes! She linked her arm through Elizabeths, a playful glint in her

been arranged by that old friend

storm brewing in Elijahs darkening expression, quickly

hovering like

Lets eat and talk.

around the

heavy, dissatisfaction radiating from