Chapter 301 The next morning, sunlight spilled across Elizabeths face, coaxing her awake with a gentle warmth.

Her long lashes fluttered as she grudgingly opened her eyes, the world pulling her from sleeps tender embrace.

The first thing she saw was a broad, sculpted chest, firm as if chiseled from stone.

Her hand, still resting there, betrayed her curiosity with a soft, unconscious squeeze.

So solid, so perfect.

Regret crept in, sharp as a thorn beneath her skin.

If their marriage crumbled, this godlike physique would slip beyond her reach.

The thought weighed on her, a peculiar pang of disappointment settling in her chest.

Her musings shattered as her gaze drifted upward, landing on a flawless face.

Elijah was awake, his smirk faint but undeniably amused as he observed her.

Elizabeth met his gaze with unruffled composure.

Not a trace of embarrassment marred her features as she withdrew her hand, pushed the covers aside, and climbed out of bed with measured ease.

In the bathroom, the mirror reflected her tired image, faint bruises blooming across her skin like ghostly shadows of the night before.

Some marks were fading, but new ones had taken their place.

She let out a long sigh, grabbed the tube of toothpaste, and started brushing her teeth, her reflection staring back at her in the mirror.

slap on some ointment, and hope for the best? How else am I supposed to show up for filming? Elizabeth

a sudden

mouth, spun around, and nearly collided

back, glanced up at him, and muttered, Did Albin and Camille come back last night? I locked the door, he replied in a casual tone that made it sound as if it were the most

They probably couldnt.

her hand, squeezed a fresh dollop of toothpaste onto it, and began brushing his teeth with ease as if theyd done

Her eyes widened, disbelief etched across

they sleep? Elijah finished brushing,

not

they were bound to find somewhere to

to

left her without a

both dressed, they descended

to freeze

Albin were walking toward the villa, one trailing the other, their postures a mix of

a mark

seen on herself earlier in

and the pieces of the puzzle

how it is, she

a long nightElijahs interference

decided, were better left

focus away, schooling her expression into

beside her, spoke

pack up

visit my mother-in-laws

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