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

noticed her puffing up in annoyance and showing no intention of getting in the car. He then honked the horn and

didn’t want to get in the car, but it had started to drizzle outside. This spot was the only one where she could wait for the bus without getting wet. Unbeknownst to her,

to escort her. Helpless, Rachel could only get in the car with annoyance.

around them couldn’t help but wonder which wealthy family Rachel was from and why her

seat, but Vincent had already opened the front passenger door and even made a welcoming gesture. Helplessly, Rachel had no choice

it, slamming

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

to the driver’s seat and the car started

got in the car, she buried her head in her phone. bombarding

is this how

art of discarding someone after exploiting their usefulness, haven’t you?

have refused

several messages in a row, but there was

Elisa was making a call to Julia. Rachel didn’t make a call either and