No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Elisa looked at Gareth, softly thanked him, and adjusted the coat.

It was indeed quite chilly waiting here with the wind blowing directly at them.

She stared at the man, who was only wearing a sweater, and asked faintly, “Aren’t you cold?”

He shook his head, intending to pull up a chair to sit next to her. As he dragged the chair, an ear-piercing sound echoed.

Gareth looked at Elisa with a hint of apology in his eyes, whereas she glared in response.

Rachel was also about to doze off when she was abruptly awakened by this noise. She glanced at her watch. The minute hand was already pointing at six. This meant they had been waiting here for at least half an hour.

Does a grown man like Vincent really need to take so long? It’s not like he’s a girl who needs to dry his hair before coming out.

Just when she was feeling upset, Vincent finally got done and came out.

At this moment, Bella also slowly awoke while Mike, sitting next to her, stared at her unblinkingly.

She touched her own face. “Is there something on my face?”

up

scanned at everyone, who were all dispirited and listless.

felt lackluster. Even if they were to have a barbecue later, they’d likely still

all Vincent’s fault!

him a hard time for a

whose hair was dried and even styled.

hour, yet her makeup’s still immaculately intact. Obviously, she went to touch up her

rolled to the back of her head.

the heck does this mean?

for her just so she could put on makeup? It’s already bedtime soon, and she’s

all this time

Rachel

said, “Forget it. I don’t think I’m

anyone could react, she added. “I’m tired now, so

immediately turned a little awkward. In truth, even Rachel herself couldn’t tell whether she was upset because she waited

none of that mattered. The bottom line was, she was livid now.

Rachel’s retreating figure, Vincent felt extremely