No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

CHAPTER 1302 YOU MIGHT ACCIDENTALLY REVEAL YOUR IDENTITY

They left after bickering the whole night.

Elisa had already informed the people around her that she would be leaving with Gareth.

They packed everything they needed before leaving. They planned to leave by daylight.

In the dead of night, a man and woman were sitting opposite each other. He was handsome and muscular and looked similar to the people in Zovain.

He held a wine glass filled with half a glass of red wine. He swirled the glass in his hands, the red wine making spirals within.

He had prominent facial features that would charm many ladies. His body proportions were well distributed. If he were in Zovain, he would be on the same level as Gareth and Will in their power, skills, and physical attractiveness.

The lady opposite him looked enchanting from head to toe. She wore a high ponytail, and her face was painted with makeup that strongly accentuated her features.

She laid her eyes on the man and grinned. "I heard that Gareth would be coming and is determined to obtain your desired item. How do you feel about that?"

The man continued twirling his glass with a calm gaze. "He can come if he wants to. What can I do about it?"

"Then what do you plan on doing?" The lady looked at him, curious to know what he was thinking. Seeing how he ignored her, she furrowed her brows and continued probing, "Eden, why can't you tell me your plans so I wouldn't have to be so worried?"

"I didn't know our dignified princess had such a temper. It's quite surprising." The corner of Eden's lips lifted slightly, and his deep, profound eyes glowed with a glint.

Irene's lips turned to a pout. "Are you going to tell me?"

He smirked and replied indifferently, "You can't meddle with this matter, so I suggest you wait and see what happens. I wouldn't know what the outcome is."

"What? Does this mean that you're not confident?" Irene looked at him in disbelief. "Don't tell me you're afraid of Gareth."

"So what if that's the truth?" Eden took a sip of his red wine and placed the glass down. After crossing his long legs, he answered indifferently, "There's no point taunting me with such comments. You should know my temper after working together for so long. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."