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

Once aboard the ship, Elisa rarely stayed alone; instead, she gravitated towards the deck amidst the company of others.

Actively avoiding isolation, she mingled with fellow attendees, intently monitoring Rochelle’s potential secretive strategy.

Furthermore, anyone daring to conspire against her should brace for countermeasures.

Beneath the moon’s glow, Elisa raised her wine glass and downed it swiftly, a subtle smile forming on her lips, hinting at veiled intentions.

With Elisa refusing to retreat to her room, Rochelle’s nerves went into overdrive. It was plain as day: if Elisa didn’t bunk down in her quarters, her scheming would crumble like a house of cards! What would happen to the painstakingly set-up ‘surprise’ she had tucked away?

Rochelle turned to Paul, “Do you think she’s catching on? What if she figures it out? What do we do then?”

Rochelle’s tension was almost tangible, as though Elisa’s presence had cast a foreboding shadow upon her, leaving an indelible mark of fear.

Paul picked up on Rochelle’s restlessness and pat her shoulder reassuringly, accompanied by a light chuckle.

It’s unlikely she’d pick up on anything! And even if she does, she has no evidence against

Elisa’s penchant for vengeance, discovering the truth would undoubtedly trigger

merrily mingling. Seeing no red

she decides to crash in her room; the drug is already in her body. Sooner or later, the effects will kick in. If she heads back to her room, it’s a gotcha moment, her image in the

“Man, if only

of remorse lingered in her voice. Sigh… Too

Bella was

this was their plot – drug Elisa and make her dance to their tune. Hmph! Quite

pinged Elisa a message. As mad as she was, Bella realized she had

them, Elisa saw this coming. She

the real showdown

buzzed with a message

time, their tactics were still painfully lowbrow. Apparently, some people

dialed Bella to share a plan she had