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.

two meters away, she halted, raised the beer in

surprised, unable to understand why Elisa still had the mood to drink in such

gulped and declined

chuckled and nonchalantly opened a

was genuinely thirsty. Tilting her head back, she drank more than half of it in one go. She couldn’t

stared blankly at

tolerance wasn’t the best, so her face turned red almost instantly. However,

together to establish a connection between them. Since he wasn’t going to drink, she could only drink alone.

at the man and said, “Before you arrived, I already knew everything about you. I know you have a seriously ill wife at home, and

evasive, his psychological defenses

stubbornly clung to his position, refusing to admit defeat even in the

no idea what you’re talking about,” he said.

chuckled, brushing off the raindrops on her clothes. “After you’re 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