My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage
Chapter 236

Elizabeth eyed the honey milk, noticing its rich appearance that contrasted sharply with the cheap pantry staples she typically had on hand.

It mingled perfectly with fresh milk and a hint of rock sugar, without any briny aftertaste.

Soft and decadently smooth, it was a luxury, unlike the cheap instant versions she usually stocked.

Kristopher, who had been eyeing Elizabeth’s bowl curiously, extended his hand.

“Is it as delightful as it looks? May I try?”

His usual indifference to culinary pleasures seemed to falter, piqued by her evident enjoyment.

Elizabeth brushed off Elijah’s request.

“No way, drink your own.” She then promptly devoured the last bits of fish maw with hurried enthusiasm.

Elijah paused, absorbing the rebuff.

Then, in a fluid motion, he gulped down the hangover soup next to him, placing the bowl back on the table with a faint clatter that betrayed his irritation.

“If anyone saw how you guard your food, they might think the Norris family doesn’t feed you well,” he remarked.

His choice of words was deliberate; he had almost likened her actions to those of a dog guarding its meal but thought better of it at the last second.

Full yet somehow restless, Elizabeth longed to take a shower and drift off to sleep, but Elijah’s presence in the room made that uncomfortable.

Instead, she distracted herself by flicking through videos on her phone.

Causing proved difficult.

A strange warmth was spreading through her, distracting and intense.

She hitched up her skirt to expose her legs to the cool evening air, hoping to alleviate the discomfort, but the heat only deepened.

Annoyed, she turned to Elijah, her words trailing off mid-sentence.

“Do you want to shower…?”

Her voice faded as she caught him watching her with a piercing, almost tangible intensity.

Elizabeth typically loathed his advances without love, yet in that moment, a surprising warmth bloomed within her, stirring a deep, unexpected desire.