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.

she’d pick up on anything! And even if she

discovering the truth

was still merrily mingling. Seeing no

she heads back to her room, it’s a gotcha moment, her image in the gutter. If she keeps partying, her true colors get laid

weighing Elisa’s impending predicament and then smirked. “Man, if only I had more of those pills, I’d also slip one to

hint of remorse lingered in her voice. Sigh… Too

she know, Bella was

make her dance to their tune. Hmph!

a message. As mad as

this coming. She

the real showdown was on its

buzzed with a message from Bella, filling her in on

all this time, their

a brief pause, Elisa dialed Bella to share a plan she