I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 395

Chapter 395 Late–Night Delivery

Right after finishing her nighttime routine, the doorbell rang.

Seriously?Easton again? Could that man ever just act normal for once?

Annoyed, Ellis stomped to the door, ready to go off.

Finished

Before she could even get a full look at his face, she snapped, “It’s the middle of the night! You don’t sleep? Other people need

Before she could finish, a gift bag was shoved right in her face, cutting off her vision entirely.

With Easton’s height advantage, he was already hard to look at eye–to–eye. Now, with that bag between them, she felt like a blindfolded idiot. She took a step back and glared at him.

“What do you want?”

Even as she asked, it dawned on her–he was giving her a gift.

“A peace offering,” Easton said seriously. “I’ve misunderstood you for years. Just saying sorry doesn’t feel sincere enough.”

“You can apologize all you want. I’ll accept that. But take your stuff and leave,” Ellis said coldly. She couldn’t care less what he thought anymore. And gifts from Easton? Hard pass. The man had zero credibility with her.

“It’s just a small gesture,” he said, holding the bag out again. “I hope you’ll accept it.”

“A gesture? You even have a heart to begin with?” she shot back with a sharp glare. “Doubt it.”

Her sarcasm was heavy, her tone biting–but Easton took it all without complaint.

He knew he deserved it.

If he’d just investigated the truth back then, if he hadn’t blindly believed what he wanted to, maybe they wouldn’t have ended up divorced.

Maybe.

He didn’t say another word. He just pressed the bag into her hand and turned to leave.

“Goodnight.”

Ellis stared at his retreating back, tempted to hurl the bag right at him.

Too bad the bastard walked away too fast. By the time she realized what had just happened, the elevator doors had already

closed behind him.

She had no choice but to carry the bag back inside.

Maya was still awake. She’d heard the doorbell, of course, and she didn’t need to guess who it was.

Easton never did anything actually dangerous, but he definitely knew how to be a nuisance.

Seeing Ellis walk in with a scowl and a bag, Maya asked, “So, what did your ex drop off this time?”

“He said it was some kind of heartfelt gesture,” Ellis muttered, disgusted. “Like I want that.”

It wasn’t the first time Easton had given her something. He’d even had his assistant help her find a new apartment once and offered to put it under her name, saying the old one wasn’t safe enough.

Maya raised an eyebrow. “You actually took it?”

“I didn’t take it–he shoved it at me and ran off. I didn’t have time to throw it back.”