We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Unsuspecting, Rachel stood still in her place, occasionally casting a glance around.

It wasn’t until a car with a somewhat familiar license plate pulled up in front of her that she realized something was seriously wrong.

She stared at the familiar car model, the familiar license plate number, and the familiar face that appeared. after the window was rolled down.

Rachel was stunned on the spot. It took her a while to regain her senses.

“Why is it you?”

Although he had sunglasses covering most of his face inside the car, they couldn’t conceal his arrogant expression. Who else could be so audacious but Vincent?

The mere thought that the chauffeur Elisa was referring to was him made Rachel wish she could travel back in time. She wished she could have immediately rejected Elisa and given her a piece of her mind.

Is this how she treats her good friend?

her win a battle!

Vincent noticed her puffing up in annoyance and showing no intention of getting in the car. He

outside. This spot was the only one where she could wait for the bus without getting wet. Unbeknownst to her, a

umbrella, intending to escort her. Helpless, Rachel could only get in the car with annoyance.

escorted Rachel all the way, he really did resemble a chauffeur. The people around them couldn’t help

in the back seat, but Vincent had already opened the front passenger door and even made a welcoming gesture. Helplessly, Rachel had no choice but to plop down into the

Vincent reached out to close the door, Rachel beat him to it, slamming it shut with a

of the new Maybach was slammed hard, yet Vincent didn’t show the slightest

the driver’s seat and the

didn’t even look up. As soon as she got in the car, she buried her head in her phone. bombarding Elisa

is this how you treat someone who helped

art of discarding someone after exploiting their usefulness, haven’t

the chauffeur is this guy. If you had told me earlier, I would have refused outright. I knew you were up to no good. I shouldn’t have trusted what you

sent several messages in a row, but there was no response from

Julia. Rachel didn’t make a call either and simply rolled down the window