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.

We’ve been careful. It’s unlikely she’d pick up on

discovering the truth would undoubtedly trigger

still merrily mingling. Seeing no red flags, she eased

decides to crash in her room; the drug is already in her body. Sooner or later, the effects will kick in. If she heads back to her room, it’s a gotcha moment, her image in the gutter. If she

if weighing Elisa’s impending predicament and then smirked. “Man, if only I had more of those

of remorse lingered in her voice. Sigh… Too

was within earshot and caught

make her dance to their tune.

As mad as she was, Bella realized she

this coming. She wasn’t going to let these two mischief-makers

the real showdown

phone buzzed with a message from Bella, filling her in

all this time, their tactics were

dialed Bella to share a