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

Elisa and the jumper observed as the police departed.

Determination shone in Elisa’s eyes. She understood that she could only rely on herself, and failure was not an option. She had to succeed.

Similarly, the two of them, each with their own hidden motives, began to chat aimlessly.

Elisa obtained a bag of beer from somewhere and slowly approached the man.

The person determined to end his life was very cautious, stopping Elisa when she was still two or three meters away from him.

“Stop right there! If you take one more step, I’ll jump!” he yelled.

Elisa remained silent, making calculations in her mind. If I turn around and rush over, there is no guarantee that I can safely pull him to the rooftop. Moreover, due to the rain, the rooftop is extremely slippery. He might accidentally slip and fall, making the situation much worse.

when Elisa was about two meters away, she halted, raised the beer in her hand, and

was clearly surprised, unable to understand why Elisa still had

declined her offer.

nonchalantly opened a beer.

head back, she drank more than half of it in

contemplating suicide stared blankly at

turned red almost instantly. However, this made

between them. Since he wasn’t going to drink, she

I already knew everything about you. I know you have a seriously ill wife at home, and I understand why you’re considering this. But I have to ask,

evasive, his psychological defenses seemingly shattered by

to admit

idea what you’re talking

gone, how can you be certain that your wife will receive proper treatment and care? Even if she recovers, knowing that her life was exchanged for yours, how would she feel? Would she be able to accept it peacefully? If I remember correctly, you also have a daughter. She’s only eight years old this year… Can you truly bear