We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Paul’s patience was fraying due to the commotion. He swung the door open to create space to clear his head. There stood Elisa, flanked by a small group of people.

Internally, Paul let out a slew of curses. He had half a mind to slam the door shut. After all, this entire mess had been sparked by him, and if it escalated further, his reputation would take a hit.

Yet, in line with Bella’s grand plan, Paul wouldn’t have things her way. Just as he was about to shut the door, Bella managed to slip through the gap.

“Oh!” Bella exclaimed, her hand covering her mouth in a well-rehearsed expression of surprise.

Elisa feigned innocence and asked, “What’s going on?”

Elisa seemed ready to assess the situation, but Paul swiftly stepped in, his unease evident as he glanced at the group behind Elisa. It would be a catastrophe if they found out what was happening in his room.

So, conjuring a strained smile, Paul remarked, “Nothing serious, really. Just a minor hiccup, Ms. Benett. No need to bother yourself.”

His gaze subtly shifted from the crowd to Elisa once again. Paul was determined to keep things under control.

Paul smiled, “Besides, don’t you have more pressing matters to attend to?”

as she stated, “This event is under my

prefer waiting for me to address this, or should the

but Elisa’s words left no room

his teeth clenched.

“Mr. Mazel, I’m not

seething hatred for Elisa made him wish he could lash out, but he forced a smile, concealing his true

role here is official. If you continue to obstruct me,

his attempt at shoving her was thwarted mid-action as

Gareth remained stoic.

Paul’s hand, Gareth elicited a yelp of

fleeting opening, Elisa deftly

to obstruct her, but she had already darted towards the

no stopping for

futile in preventing Elisa’s entry and halting the group trailing behind

Rochelle and the new intern locked in an intimate embrace. Both seemed rumpled, and a disheveled man lay sprawled