My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage

Episode 115

Elizabeth bit back a sigh.

What a cunning move.

Elizabeth approached Elijah, her expression as sharp as shattered glass.

“If you’re here to attend the party, maybe you should go find your dream girl instead.”

Elijah’s jaw tightened as he looked at her, the warmth she had just shown to other men replaced by a chill so cold it could freeze fire.

Her indifference stung more than he cared to admit.

“What kind of nonsense is that?” he snapped, irritation flashing in his eyes.

“Why do you always drag Sandra into this? At first, I thought you were just mistaken about her, but now I’m starting to see what she meant—you’re targeting her deliberately!”

Elizabeth shrugged with a nonchalance that could have rivaled the wind ignoring a falling leaf.

“Yes, that’s right.

I’m the big bad villain here.

Satisfied? Or was there more you needed to lecture me about? If not, consider it noted.”

She turned to leave, but Elijah blocked her path.

“You’re not going anywhere without taking me inside.”

Elizabeth folded her arms, her gaze unwavering.

“I’m not in the mood.

Find another way in.”

Elijah let out a humorless laugh, his frustration evident.

“You’re holding my invitation.

Why can’t I in?”

Elizabeth’s frown deepened.

She had arrived with Soren.

When exactly had Elijah given her an invitation?

Their heated exchange drew Soren’s attention.

He approached, first nodding at Elijah before addressing Elizabeth.

“What’s happening?”

The waiter, visibly flustered, saw Soren as a potential mediator.

Before Elizabeth could respond, he blurted out, “Mr.

Rodgers, this gentleman claims he gave his invitation to this lady…”

Soren quickly comprehended the situation.

He understood the waiter believed Elijah was attempting to crash the event.

“This is a business partner of Mr.

Bowman and the CEO of Norris Group,” Soren explained to the waiter.

“Obtaining an invitation is no challenge for him.

There’s been a misunderstanding.

Return to your duties; I’ll escort Mr.

James inside.”

Relieved, the waiter hurried away.

Soren turned to Elijah, providing additional context.

“Elizabeth came with me because Mr.

Bowman invested in our new drama.

She only carried a small clutch today, which couldn’t accommodate an invitation.

I believe you’ve misunderstood, Mr.

James.”