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.

Rachel as his target. There was no way she could dodge the

forth, drenching her face

she did not put on any makeup. Otherwise, even the most waterproof

a gentle spray, and Vincent kept a safe distance from her to ensure it did not

was messed up. She put her hand in front of her face, then bravely faced the challenge, ready to snatch Vincent’s water

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other, Gareth, armed with another water gun, continued his search

midst of the chaos,

herself underwater and used a veil of rose petals

the time he reacted, Elisa had somehow managed

his water gun That was why they decided to face off against

attack was unsuccessful, Elisa straply stood

herself mere centimeters away from Gareth, their faces so close

that his eyes nearly popped out. At this moment of distraction, Elisa seized

back, trying to maintain a distance between