No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Thomas stepped forward and asked, "Ms. Benett, is everything all set? Why are you leaving so soon?"

"Yes, I have something else I need to do. Please pack your things and take Mr. Wickam back to Zovain."

Although she was angry with Gareth, Thomas had been nothing but kind to her. She didn't want to be rude to him, even though she was upset.

Thomas scratched his head and said, "We came together, so it doesn't feel right to leave Ms. Benett alone. After all, you've been a great help to Mr. Wickam. Even though he's been poisoned, I'm sure Mr. Wickam would also be happy to help you. I can still be of some service."

"Neither of you can help me with this," Elisa responded firmly. She knew what Thomas meant and why Gareth had offered to stay.

After thinking it over, she realized she shouldn't hold a grudge against Gareth for what happened.

However, she needed to investigate the information the casino boss had given to her—to discover the truth about what happened years ago.

She could not live in a fog of denial, forever oblivious to the truth.

"Other than matters of the heart, what else…"

"Since when did I say it was about my relationship? What are you thinking, Gareth?"

She interrupted Gareth before he could finish his sentence to stop him from further speculating.

She gave him a sharp look, not wanting him to misunderstand her relationship with the casino boss.

"Why don't you enlighten me as to why everyone in the casino seems to be at your beck and call? And how did you manage to become so close to the casino boss?"

His questions came at her like a tidal wave, leaving her stunned and speechless.

"So, according to your logic, if I'm close to another man, I must be involved in a romantic relationship with him? Don't you have any close female friends?" she asked, her slight body quivering in anger as her irritation rose.

Her nostrils flared, and her fists were clenched so tightly that they left marks on her palms.

Gareth was surprised by her sudden outburst of anger.

Elisa was a devoted wife during the three years they were married. She tolerated his behavior with patience and understanding, always putting his needs before hers.

But after they divorced, she seemed like a completely different person.

She was acting like a stranger.

"Are you the same Elisa I knew before?"

Gareth's lips grew into a thin line, and the muscles along his jaws tensed visibly. He felt a heavy weight pressing down on his chest, making it difficult to breathe.

Elisa was rendered speechless.

She was baffled, unsure how to respond to his ridiculous comment.

Elisa glanced at him incredulously and replied, "Are you implying that I've exchanged my soul with someone else?"

What a jerk! His words were becoming more and more absurd, like he's lost his grip on reality.

There's no point arguing with him anymore. It's getting out of hand.

Before Gareth could respond, Elisa turned to Thomas and asserted, "Mr. Wickam was poisoned. The poison could have spread to his brain. Please take good care of him."

Thomas' eyes widened in shock.

Only Elisa could say something like that so casually.