Honey We Are Not Getting Remarried: Get Away From Me!

Chapter 7

will be heading home now.” Once Julia returned to the house, Elisa could walk away and hail a taxi. It seems I have to buy a car as soon as possible. Meanwhile, Gareth remained petulant and did not speak. One could not help but wonder if Julia could read Elisa’s intention. She chuckled and said, “I will go in once you leave. Quick, get into the car.” Elisa was still a little hesitant, but Gareth had lost all patience and said gruffly, “Get in the car!” Thus, Elisa had no choice but to get into the car. Gareth closed the door and turned to Julia, “You should return to the house.” Julia frowned and said impatiently, “Enough with the nonsense. Get into the car!” Gareth was rendered speechless. Why does Grandma treat me differently? Aren‘t I her grandson? Gareth did not say anything. He got into the car and drove away. It was so quiet inside the car that they could hear their breathing sounds. Elisa did not wish to talk to him. Once the car made a turn and went out of Julia’s view, Elisa said, “Stop the car.” Her voice sounded like a command, prompting Gareth to scoff and said, “Where are you rushing off to? Are you running off to meet another man?” Elisa sneered. “Why aren’t you stopping the car? Don’t tell me you are reluctant to divorce and want to bring me home.” Screech! The car stopped abruptly. Elisa smirked when she saw Gareth red with fury and said before he had a chance to argue, “If you wish to divorce, do it faster. Otherwise, don’t blame me for changing my mind. I will keep pestering you and make sure you can’t marry her or divorce me!” After saying that, Elisa reached for the door handle to get out. Click! Gareth suddenly locked the door. Elisa frowned and turned to Gareth. “What is the meaning of this?” Gareth snorted coldly. “Elisa, what makes you think Grandma will always be on your side?” “As I thought. You suspect I tattled on you.” Elisa continued to smirk and said, “It doesn’t matter whether I tattled you. Isn’t divorce more important to you? Mr. Wickam, can you confirm when you want to register our divorce?” Gareth glanced at her sharply. “Are you planning to send someone to inform Grandma when we divorce?” “What the heck are you thinking?” Elisa was speechless and turned impatient. “If you keep being afraid, we will never be able to divorce. So, Mr. Wickam, are you free tomorrow?” Gareth replied coldly, “I’ve already told you. My assistant will contact you when I am free! Get out of my car!” Elisa sneered in anger. “You think I want to be here? Gareth, you