No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Unsuspecting, Rachel stood still in her place, occasionally casting a glance around.

It wasn’t until a car with a somewhat familiar license plate pulled up in front of her that she realized something was seriously wrong.

She stared at the familiar car model, the familiar license plate number, and the familiar face that appeared. after the window was rolled down.

Rachel was stunned on the spot. It took her a while to regain her senses.

“Why is it you?”

Although he had sunglasses covering most of his face inside the car, they couldn’t conceal his arrogant expression. Who else could be so audacious but Vincent?

The mere thought that the chauffeur Elisa was referring to was him made Rachel wish she could travel back in time. She wished she could have immediately rejected Elisa and given her a piece of her mind.

Is this how she treats her good friend?

her

a while, Vincent noticed her puffing up in annoyance and showing no intention of getting in the car. He then honked the horn and said, “Get

spot was the only one where she

a black umbrella, intending to escort her. Helpless, Rachel could only get in the

The people around them couldn’t

and even made a welcoming gesture. Helplessly, Rachel had no choice but to plop down into the seat.

him to it, slamming it shut with a loud

the slightest hint of anger. Instead, he

after, he returned to the driver’s seat and

in the car,

Liz, is this how you treat someone who helped you?

have mastered the art of discarding someone after exploiting their usefulness, haven’t you?

had told me earlier, I would have refused outright. I knew you were up to no

sent several messages in a row, but there was no response

Elisa was making a call to Julia. Rachel didn’t make a call either and simply rolled down the window for