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.

the best? How else am I supposed to show up for filming? Elizabeth mused, her thoughts swirling like leaves caught in

through brushing, a sudden

spun around, and nearly collided with Elijahs

at him, and muttered, Did Albin and Camille come back last night? I locked the

They probably couldnt.

of toothpaste onto it, and began

the door? Her eyes

they sleep? Elijah finished brushing, spat into the sink, and

not clueless

villas around here, they were bound to

opened her mouth to

simple, left

were both dressed, they descended the

only to freeze

walking toward the villa, one trailing the other,

Elizabeths gaze fell on a mark on

on herself earlier in

and Albin, and the pieces of the puzzle fell into place with a

how it is, she

a long nightElijahs interference has,

truths, Elizabeth decided, were better

schooling her expression into its usual mask

spoke in

up and

to visit my mother-in-laws grave again

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