We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 72 I Don’t Have a Father

Rachel let out a cold snort. “Don’t count your chickens before they hatch. Iris might be your opponent – who knows? Perhaps Will knows that you are Gareth’s buddy, and he decided to find someone more capable than you in order to defeat you. If he hired a lawyer that would lose to you, it would defeat his purpose.”

Upon hearing her speculation, Vincent snorted contemptuously. “Even if Iris is my opponent, I am confident I can face her head on. Apart from that, she disappeared for so many years, so we don’t know who’s more capable now. In fact, her reputation is dragging me down, because everyone said that I’m the second Iris. I’ve never changed my name – I’m Vincent Shane! Never have I approved of that remark!”

“Wow, you’re still unhappy about that? Back when Iris was at her peak, your achievements weren’t as impressive as hers. Why, now that you’ve become better, you look down on her?” With that, Rachel did not forget to mock him sarcastically. “Judging from your arrogance, I presume that you will lose to her one day, and I’ll be waiting for that to happen!”

“F*ck!” He looked at her angrily. “Can you be nicer? We are only fighting over something both of us really want, but we are closely related to each other; we must stand together when we face outsiders. Do you have any conscience? You even wish for me to lose to Iris?!”

She was delighted she could annoy him to this extent. “No one is going to stand with you! You wanted to take away my stuff, and I won’t allow that!”

“Be reasonable, woman. Do you think she will allow us to be enemies? If you treat me as your enemy, would you live up to her expectations?”

as tears welled up in

she was about to cry, he

stopped the

and turned around, not wanting to let him see her crying. “Let me out,” she demanded in

the world that I was the one who made you cry? Don’t push the blame on me!”

for she could not stop it anymore. Vincent’s expression immediately changed. “Why are you

lips. “She used to be my only hope and goal, and what she left is something

looked touched when

out loud, for

news that

Vincent tightened his grip on the steering wheel. “We don’t have any other

tears