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?

her

annoyance and showing no intention of getting in the car. He then honked the horn

spot was the only one where she could wait

directly got out of the car with a black umbrella, intending to escort

people around them couldn’t help but wonder which wealthy family Rachel was from and why her driver was so handsome.

door and even made a welcoming gesture. Helplessly, Rachel had no choice but to

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

slammed hard, yet Vincent didn’t show the slightest hint of anger. Instead, he

returned to the driver’s seat and the

even look up. As soon as she got in the car, she buried her

you up to? Liz, is this how you treat someone who

have mastered the art of discarding someone after

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

in a row, but there was no response from

making a call to Julia. Rachel didn’t make a call either and simply rolled down the window for some fresh air