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

Unsuspecting, Rachel stood still in her place, occasionally casting a glance around.

It wasn’t until a car with a somewhat familiar license plate pulled up in front of her that she realized something was seriously wrong.

She stared at the familiar car model, the familiar license plate number, and the familiar face that appeared. after the window was rolled down.

Rachel was stunned on the spot. It took her a while to regain her senses.

“Why is it you?”

Although he had sunglasses covering most of his face inside the car, they couldn’t conceal his arrogant expression. Who else could be so audacious but Vincent?

The mere thought that the chauffeur Elisa was referring to was him made Rachel wish she could travel back in time. She wished she could have immediately rejected Elisa and given her a piece of her mind.

Is this how she treats her good friend?

just helped her win

annoyance and showing no intention of

to drizzle outside. This spot was the only one where she could wait

black umbrella, intending to escort her. Helpless, Rachel could only

a chauffeur. The people around them couldn’t help but wonder

the front passenger door and even made a welcoming gesture. Helplessly, Rachel had no choice

Vincent reached out to close the door, Rachel beat him to it, slamming it

door of the new Maybach was slammed hard, yet Vincent didn’t show the slightest hint of anger. Instead, he was smiling with a face full of indulgence..

returned to the driver’s seat and the car started up.

the car, she buried her head in her phone. bombarding Elisa with messages

Liz, is this how you treat someone who helped you?

art of discarding someone after exploiting their

told me earlier, I would have refused outright. I knew you were up to no good. I shouldn’t have

row, but there was no

a call either and simply rolled