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 over

twice and

eyes so hard it was a miracle they didnt roll straight out

Congratulations.

officially become a

energy levels dipping, stood and stretched

starting to

This heats no joke.

his silence, kept his eyes closed, exuding

further might backfire, Albin wisely zipped his

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

Forget it.

No point in arguing.

he wrapped himself in

Im starving.

Weve got ingredients.

Camille sprawled across the sofa and retorted sharply, Cook it

I didnt- Before she could continue,

and a staff members courteous

Good evening, sir.

private buffet in the restaurant just below your

is exclusively reserved for your

stands ready to prepare any dishes

responded, a triumphant grin spreading across

Well be down soon.

your best

up, he shot Camille

is on my

food, and

in the private dining room, freshly changed into

pungent aroma of chili peppers saturated the

with fiery dishesspicy crawfish, chili-glazed chicken, and an array of mouth-searing plates that promised to bring

confronted the chef with

How are we supposed to eat this inferno? Elijahs

exclaimed, Elizabeth, look! These are all your favorite dishes! She linked her arm through Elizabeths, a playful

arranged by that old friend of

in Elijahs darkening expression,

hovering like statues! Im

Lets eat and talk.

settled around the

silence hung heavy, dissatisfaction radiating