The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 1977

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The following morning, right after she finished washing up, a gentle knock rapped against the door.

"Star, breakfast is ready."

She swung the door open to find Joshua waiting.

Before she could utter a single word, he smoothly intervened.

Grabbing her hand, he said, "Let's eat first. Whatever you want to say can wait until you've had a proper meal."

Down in the dining room, a lavish spread of her favorite dishes adorned the table.

The exquisite plating was an immediate giveaway—Joshua had cooked everything himself.

Taking her seat, she picked at the food, completely distracted.

A choice piece of meat suddenly landed on her plate.

"Isn't this your favorite, Star?" his crisp voice chimed. "Eat up."

She lifted her head.

Golden sunlight streamed through the tall windows, catching the striking angles of his handsome face. The soft glow made him look ethereal, like an untouchable work of art.

Catching her stare, he looked back. A devastatingly tender smile touched his eyes, dissolving the tension in the room.

Panic flared in her chest. She couldn't let this drag on.

He was boiling the frog slowly, chipping away at her fragile defenses with relentless affection.

Joshua was far too brilliant. Screaming, threatening, or demanding a breakup simply didn't register with him.

Abby, Leonard, Neville Connolly, and even Aurora Williams and Sellers Burton had all warned her of how utterly impossible Joshua could be when cornered.

But she had never felt it before.

Because up until now, his dangerous obsession had always been aimed at her enemies, never at her.

Only now did she truly grasp the terrifying extent of his unyielding control.

If she actually managed to enrage him, what extreme lengths would he go to in order to keep her?

Forcing down the last of her breakfast, she said, "I need to visit Mr. Burton today. I haven't apologized for the scene we made yesterday."

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