No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Just when the three of them were discussing where to go for fun when spring arrived the next year, someone started sneezing. “I-I’m so cold.”

Glancing in the direction of the noise, they spotted Vincent, dressed in a bathrobe, strolling toward the pool.

It appeared that he was carrying something on his chest, causing his belly to protrude.

“This is the rose pool. Would you two like to take a dip as well?” Rachel asked Vincent, who was still standing by the pool.

At this moment, Gareth had also just arrived. He exchanged a glance and a smirk with Vincent as if they were plotting something. “Three, two…”

It seemed as if Elisa had discovered something. She shouted out, “Watch out! They’ve brought weapons!”

Vincent’s countdown had drowned out Elisa’s reminder.

Immediately after. Vincent and Gareth jumped into the rose pool, took out their water guns, and started squirting water at them.

The three of them were forced to flee in disarray.

Vincent had marked Rachel as his target. There was no way she

water gushed forth, drenching

she did not put on any makeup. Otherwise, even the most waterproof cosmetics would not have withstood such an onslaught from Vincent.

a safe distance from her to

irritated, as her meticulously styled bun was messed up. She put her hand in front of her face, then bravely faced

are you doing?

if you’ve paid for

with each other, Gareth, armed with another

of the chaos, Elisa and

herself underwater and used a veil of rose petals to conceal her location, making it difficult for Gareth to pinpoint her whereabouts.

reacted, Elisa had somehow managed to grab his water

course, Gareth would not readily relinquish his water gun That was

unsuccessful, Elisa straply stood up from the

moment Elisa surfaced from the water, she found herself mere centimeters away from Gareth, their faces so close they

out. At

a few steps back, trying to maintain a distance between them.