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We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 1969
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Chapter 1969 Phony Woman

Unable to hold back, Elisa burst into laughter. She's really a phony woman, always ready to throw

herself at men when given the chance. Without any help, she'll just jump onto a man. Such

dedication... How admirable!

It was clear that Gareth was getting a bit impatient, his words causing Kaylee's face to become

incredibly expressive.

“So, is that why you're trying every possible way to leave your tribe? If you've left the tribe, you should

change completely. It's not just about changing your clothes and appearance, but also your mindset.

Otherwise, what's the point if you physically leave the mountains, but your thoughts are still trapped

inside?”

Kaylee opened her mouth, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Gareth's comments were so harsh that Elisa didn't even have a chance to speak.

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Following closely, Gareth then said, “You needn't trouble yourself over my health.”

Kaylee initially thought the previous comment was the harshest, but she didn't expect even harsher

words were yet to come.

She watched as Gareth busied himself tidying up while Elisa naturally took a seat nearby to rest.

Under normal circumstances, she would definitely have made a sarcastic remark.

However, Gareth's demeanor had intimidated her into silence, leaving her no choice but to sit quietly

and properly by his side.

Perhaps it was really Gareth's words about her mindset that stung.

Elisa could clearly feel Kaylee's discomfort increasing significantly.

However, those were not matters of concern for Elisa, who was engrossed in watching the morning

news.

It seemed that Kaylee was still not giving up, wanting to ask her what exactly was wrong with Gareth's

health and if there was a wound somewhere.

Elisa looked at her, puzzled by her somewhat excited demeanor. Is it really such an exciting thing that

Gareth has a wound on his body?

She didn't want to engage in further conversation with Kaylee, so she instinctively distanced herself.

Kaylee's actions only confirmed that her suspicions were correct.

So, without even lifting her eyes, Elisa said, “If you want to know, you can ask Gareth himself. As a

doctor, it's my duty to protect the privacy of my patients.”

A trace of embarrassment crossed Kaylee's face, with a hint of resentment hidden in her eyes.

Elisa noticed, but she didn't care.

Once Gareth had finished tidying up, the two of them were ready to leave for work together.

Kaylee clearly didn't want to waste that great opportunity, so she stood up and said, “Gareth, I just

arrived here, and I don't understand anything. Indeed, my mindset hasn't changed yet. It's my fault.”

Gareth didn't speak, nor did he look at her.

Elisa raised an eyebrow, finding it interesting that the phony woman could be both flexible and resilient.

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“So, I aspire to become a strong, independent woman like Elisa. Of course...” Kaylee lowered her head,

a bit embarrassed. “I also hope to find a partner as open-minded as you.”

That seemed to be hinting at Gareth. With a smile tugging at the corner of her lips, Elisa silently

watched, wondering what kind of trouble Kaylee might stir up.

After a great deal of preamble, Kaylee finally got to the point. “I want to work in the company and earn

my own money. I can't expect you to support me for the rest of my life, Gareth.”

In actuality, it wasn't a tough task supporting Kaylee financially, but her words were prone to wild

speculation.

Gareth glanced at Elisa, who finally nodded in agreement.

It seemed as though some unknown communication had taken place between the two.

Feeling excluded and watching Gareth in perfect harmony with another woman was extremely

uncomfortable for Kaylee.

Kaylee was clutching the hem of her skirt so tightly that her nails were almost digging into her flesh.