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 win a battle!

in annoyance and showing no intention of getting in the

in the car, but it had started to drizzle outside. This spot was the only one where she could wait for the bus without getting wet. Unbeknownst to her, a crowd had gathered, all urging her

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

them couldn’t help but wonder which wealthy family Rachel was from and why her driver

sit in the back seat, but Vincent had already opened the front passenger door and even

to close the door, Rachel beat him to it, slamming it shut with a loud “bang.” likely venting her

of the new Maybach was slammed hard, yet Vincent didn’t show the slightest hint of anger. Instead, he was smiling

he returned to the driver’s seat and the car

soon as she got in the car, she buried her

this how you treat someone who

mastered the art of discarding someone after

guy. If you had told me earlier, I would have refused outright. I knew you were up

in a row, but there was no

making a call to Julia. Rachel didn’t make a call either and simply