No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

CHAPTER 1143 MR. DARCEY IS SERIOUS

"I'm sorry, it can't be recovered," Elisa said figuratively. After that, her gaze landed on Will. "Is there anything else? I have to go back."

Will smiled. "I'll send you."

"No need. I'll go back alone. Go on." After all, they were good friends who were meeting each other. Elisa didn't plan to let Will follow her out.

But…

How could Will let her go home alone? Furthermore, he longed for such opportunities to take care of her. At the next moment, he stood up. "No need. They can stay here. I'll send you."

After that, he took two steps forward on his own accord and opened the door for Elisa.

Elisa's eyes flashed slightly, and she was about to say something when Louis seemed to read her mind. He immediately said, "Ah, Mrs. Darcey, let him send you. Otherwise, he'll be absentminded after you leave. Most of his soul will be gone, so there's no use leaving his empty shell here."

Elisa's brows suddenly wrinkled, and she immediately looked at Louis. She said calmly, "You can call me Elisa."

Louis was startled but laughed out loud at the next moment. "Ah, I blurted it out. It was mainly because I saw how well-matched you two are. I'm sorry. But I look forward to the day I can call you Mrs. Darcey."

Elisa's brows furrowed again, but she didn't say anything. She walked out instead. Will turned to glance at everyone and said nothing before he caught up with her.

Louis looked away when the door shut, and his frivolousness also disappeared. He looked at the rest and said, slightly puzzled, "It's a little tough for Mr. Darcey this time. She isn't attracted to him at all. He's made so much effort but can only interact with her for their partnership. It must be difficult for him."

Austin shrugged. "This woman is actually quite scary. She hacked into people's computers for no reason, so he'll be fine without her."

"D*mn. Haha, you're mad. If not for the time you hacked someone's computer on your own accord to test your skills, would you be in such a miserable state? Serves you right."

"Nonsense! As the laborer, I'm the pitiful one, alright?!" Austin didn't talk about how he had hacked others by himself. Instead, he kept repeatedly saying that he was the pitiful one.

Ezra pushed the gold-framed glasses on his face again. He said thoughtfully, "It's hard to say if they can be together. Mr. Darcey has his struggles."