No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Paul’s patience was fraying due to the commotion. He swung the door open to create space to clear his head. There stood Elisa, flanked by a small group of people.

Internally, Paul let out a slew of curses. He had half a mind to slam the door shut. After all, this entire mess had been sparked by him, and if it escalated further, his reputation would take a hit.

Yet, in line with Bella’s grand plan, Paul wouldn’t have things her way. Just as he was about to shut the door, Bella managed to slip through the gap.

“Oh!” Bella exclaimed, her hand covering her mouth in a well-rehearsed expression of surprise.

Elisa feigned innocence and asked, “What’s going on?”

Elisa seemed ready to assess the situation, but Paul swiftly stepped in, his unease evident as he glanced at the group behind Elisa. It would be a catastrophe if they found out what was happening in his room.

So, conjuring a strained smile, Paul remarked, “Nothing serious, really. Just a minor hiccup, Ms. Benett. No need to bother yourself.”

His gaze subtly shifted from the crowd to Elisa once again. Paul was determined to keep things under control.

Paul smiled, “Besides, don’t you have more pressing matters to attend to?”

resolute as she stated, “This event is under my hosting. It’s my responsibility to

asking, “Would you prefer waiting for me to address this,

his teeth grinding, but Elisa’s words left

voice low for their ears only, his teeth clenched. “Is this your motive? Are you trying to

I’m not sure

made him wish he could lash out, but he forced a smile, concealing his true feelings. He

aside. My role here is official. If

at shoving her was thwarted

Gareth remained stoic.

Paul’s hand, Gareth

that fleeting opening, Elisa deftly maneuvered

her, but she had already darted towards

was no stopping for

Elisa’s entry and halting the

locked in an intimate embrace. Both seemed rumpled, and a disheveled man lay sprawled on the