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 a

staring at Rachel for a while, Vincent noticed her puffing up in annoyance and showing no intention

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, a crowd had

got out of the car with a black umbrella, intending to escort her. Helpless, Rachel could only get in

Vincent escorted Rachel all the way, he really did resemble a chauffeur. The people around them couldn’t help

and even made a welcoming gesture.

it, slamming it

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

to the driver’s seat

Rachel, she didn’t even look up. As soon as she got in the car, she buried her head in her phone. bombarding Elisa with messages on WhatsApp.

is this how you treat someone who

mastered the art of discarding someone

mention that the chauffeur is this guy. If you had told me earlier, I would have refused outright. I knew

in a row, but there

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