We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Once aboard the ship, Elisa rarely stayed alone; instead, she gravitated towards the deck amidst the company of others.

Actively avoiding isolation, she mingled with fellow attendees, intently monitoring Rochelle’s potential secretive strategy.

Furthermore, anyone daring to conspire against her should brace for countermeasures.

Beneath the moon’s glow, Elisa raised her wine glass and downed it swiftly, a subtle smile forming on her lips, hinting at veiled intentions.

With Elisa refusing to retreat to her room, Rochelle’s nerves went into overdrive. It was plain as day: if Elisa didn’t bunk down in her quarters, her scheming would crumble like a house of cards! What would happen to the painstakingly set-up ‘surprise’ she had tucked away?

Rochelle turned to Paul, “Do you think she’s catching on? What if she figures it out? What do we do then?”

Rochelle’s tension was almost tangible, as though Elisa’s presence had cast a foreboding shadow upon her, leaving an indelible mark of fear.

Paul picked up on Rochelle’s restlessness and pat her shoulder reassuringly, accompanied by a light chuckle.

on anything! And even if she

vengeance, discovering the truth would undoubtedly

merrily mingling.

matter if she decides to crash in her room; the drug is already in her body. Sooner or later, the effects will kick in. If she heads

impending predicament and then smirked. “Man, if only I had more of those pills, I’d also slip one to

remorse lingered in her voice. Sigh…

did she know, Bella was

Elisa and make her dance to their tune. Hmph! Quite

message. As mad as she was, Bella realized she had to rein it

coming. She wasn’t going to let these

up – the real showdown was on its

soaking in the breeze, Elisa’s phone buzzed with a message from Bella, filling her in on

wry grin tugged at Elisa’s lips. After all this time, their

brief pause, Elisa dialed Bella