GoodReadChapter 5 Without waiting for a response, she set her phone aside and limped toward the bathroom, each step a
reflection of newfound determination and independence.
Thirty minutes had passed, Elizabeth finally forced herself up from the bathtub, her limbs feeling heavy and
unresponsive.
As she raised her gaze, her reflection in the mirror halted her movements—her skin appeared as flawless and
polished as fine porcelain, radiating with an unmarked glow.
Her eyes, deep pools of allure, glimmered with an inviting, soft warmth, drawing anyone bold enough to meet
her gaze.
Although she was nearing her late twenties at twenty-five, she relished the fact that thad yet to leave its
imprint upon her immaculate complexion.
Surely, a woman with such a face had no room for self-doubt.
Lost in her thoughts, Elizabeth carelessly stretched her right leg onto the cold floor, forgetting it was the very
limb she had injured.
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Wrapped tightly in cling film to protect it from moisture, the suffocating layer had cut off her circulation, leaving
her leg unnervingly numb.
As her foot hit the ground, it betrayed her, sliding forward unexpectedly.
“Ah!” Elizabeth gasped, her arms flailing in a frantic motion, searching for something to hold on to.
Just as she teetered on the edge of a painful fall, the bathroom door swung open.
Elijah stood at the entrance, his suit impeccably tailored, presenting a striking image.
As their eyes met, he hesitated, momentarily stunned, before quickly closing the gap with swift steps.
Elizabeth's breath hitched as Elijah scooped her up in a smooth bridal hold, an unexpected pressure around her
waist.
Taken aback by his sudden appearance, Elizabeth realized with a shock that she was completely naked.
A wave of humiliation swept over her as she instinctively covered her chest.
This was their first moment of such intimacy since their wedding, and the discomfort made her toes curl, her skin
flushing a soft shade of pink.
Elijah looked down at her with a playful grin.
“Let's be honest, there's nothing to see,” he teased softly.
Feeling both mortified and a bit irritated, Elizabeth shot back, “Oh, Mr.
James, after all you've witnessed, | suppose nothing can surprise you anymore.”
She carried her C-cup curves with understated elegance, a touch of allure that outshone Sandra's painfully flat,
almost awkwardly rigid frame.
Yet Elizabeth understood that without love, even the most flawless body faded in comparison to the charm of
someone truly treasured.
Indifferently, Elijah grabbed a bathrobe hanging behind the door and draped it over her.
His frown deepened at her remark.
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“What are you talking about, Elizabeth?”
A thought seemed to strike him, and his expression shifted to one of impatience.
“Tell me, did you send those divorce papers in the dead of night just to bringback here—to catch you
completely naked?” His voice held disbelief and frustration.
“I told you | was buried in work.
Was this tic display really necessary?”
Elizabeth's temper flared at his accusatory tone, reigniting the strain between them.
He was always so quick to lose patience with her.
She wasn’t one to use words like divorce or breakup lightly.
In fact, this was the first tshe'd ever brought up divorce in their two-year marriage, yet he seemed
unconcerned with her distress.
He simply dismissed her emotions as if she were making a mountain out of a molehill.
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