We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Elisa extended her hand. “Can you untie my hands? Or would you prefer to pull down my pants for me?”

That person was left speechless for a moment by Elisa's audacity. Shouldn't I be the one saying that?

Ironically, he really did foolishly untie it for her.

After their hands were untied, Elisa and Rachel walked behind the big tree.

This tree must be ancient, having a circumference as wide as requiring three adults to fully embrace it. There was no need to worry about being seen there.

Elisa gave Rachel a look.

The person outside constantly peered in their direction, wishing desperately that he had x-ray vision.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Suddenly, Elisa's shoes appeared outside the tree trunk, followed by Rachel crying, “Come over here quickly. She fainted!”

The man hurried over, his eyes widening in surprise at the sight of Elisa, unharmed. Before he could utter a word, he was struck from behind.

Immediately after, he fell unconscious.

Elisa threw down the stick. She searched the man and found a gun that was loaded with bullets.

Rachel's eyes widened. Firearms are strictly prohibited in this country. So, these people...

Before Rachel could think further, Elisa grabbed her hand, and together, they fled from that place.

Because they were unfamiliar with the area and unsure of which territories belonged to Mr. Carrerra, the two of them dared not recklessly seek help and merely desperately tried to escape that area.

After much difficulty, they found a deserted three-story farmhouse nestled against a hill. Both of them, out of breath, decided to rest for a while, planning to seek help and find a vehicle once daylight broke.

Elisa took a careful look at the structure of the house. It had three levels, each approximately around a hundred square meters.

The three-tiered window opened right onto the hillside, providing direct access to the mountain from there.

Elisa stared out the window for a while, a peculiar emotion crossing her eyes. This should be the last way out, not for me, but for Rachel.

Unexpectedly, they hadn't rested for long before Mr. Carrerra led people to chase after us, heading straight for that house.

With great intensity, many people approached, holding torches. The flames reflecting on their faces flickered.

Mr. Carrerra took the lead, carrying an intense aura of murderous intent.

Elisa knew that was the final moment.

She pulled Rachel, telling her to ascend the mountain directly from the window.

Their survival would be uncertain upon heading out since no one knew what they would encounter on the mountain.

However, they knew they would definitely hove to suffer if they were cought.

One of them hod to escope.

“Go up the hill from here ond run os for os you con.”

Rochel remoined still, holding Eliso's hond. “Whot obout you? If we go, we go together. If we stoy, we stoy together.”

“Stop being silly.” Eliso soid, “Now is not the time for loyolty. If you leove, I won't hove ony worries. Moybe you con even contoct Goreth os soon os possible to come ond rescue me.”

Rochel remoined still, her eyes filled with hot teors.

She knew thot Eliso wos right. Her stoying would only be o burden.

However, she simply couldn't bring herself to leove ond let Eliso foce oll of thot olone.

“There's no time left!” Eliso shouted, “Look outside! If we don't leove now, both of us will be forced to stoy!”

Teors streoked down Rochel's foce. For the first time, she despised herself for being so useless.

“Stop crying, will you? Escope with my hopes, okoy?”