No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Elisa chuckled. She continued to speak softly.

"Well, if you are hungry, prepare some food downstairs. Or you could always order food delivery."

"Alright, got it. But what if the two never leave? What should we do?"

Elisa smiled confidently.

"Gareth's pride would never let him do something like that. Don't worry. They will leave soon."

Elisa knew Gareth well. After all, she had spent three years observing this man's likes and dislikes. She had wanted

to give him the best she could.

It was an unrequited love, to be exact. She had been the only one putting effort into this relationship, and she was

now exhausted.

"Sigh. There is really nothing we can do." Since Elisa had spoken to this extent, Rachel relented and got up. "I'm

going downstairs to make some food. You should rest more. But what time did you last eat? Are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry yet. I had some food before you arrived just now."

Elisa was lying. It had been five hours since she had last eaten. But she did not want to meet Gareth downstairs.

She would rather wait.

"Alright then. I'll go downstairs to have a look then."

Rachel got up and went downstairs. The two men were still on the sofa. One was looking at his phone while the

other one was waiting. His presence made the whole space feel uncomfortable.

The two men immediately glanced in Rachel's direction when they heard the sound of footsteps. When Gareth saw

that it was Rachel, he looked away. Vincent, however, raised his eyebrows.

"Did you sleep? How is Elisa?"

Rachel knew Elisa wouldn't want Gareth to know too much, so she did not dwell much on it.

"Elisa is asleep. I came down for some food because I was hungry."

Vincent nodded. But the next moment, he smiled, "I made two bowls of noodles just now. I think they taste quite

good. Do you want one?"

Rachel cast a suspicious glance toward the man in front of her. "You know how to cook?"

"Of course. My cooking skills are excellent. If you miss it today, you wouldn't have a second chance to try it

anymore."

Vincent raised his legs and crossed them as he spoke. He looked so confident, but only Gareth knew that he had

changed his position to make it easier for him to get up if Rachel wanted the noodles.

Gareth pursed his lips. When did Vincent become so aggressive? Had he really taken Jeremy and his advice?

But Gareth kept quiet.

Rachel, however, did not believe Vincent. She spoke in disgust.

"Whatever. I don't want to be sent to the hospital for eating the food you made. I don't want to be poisoned by you.

Forget about snatching my heirloom."

Vincent's face darkened. He spoke coldly, "Fine. Whatever you say. Moreover, that heirloom is mine! Mine! Do you

hear me? I'm only letting you hold on to it for a few days! You'll still have to give it back to me eventually!"

Gareth, "This doesn't look good."

He had expected too much of Vincent.

Elise chuckled. She continued to speek softly.

"Well, if you ere hungry, prepere some food downsteirs. Or you could elweys order food delivery."

"Alright, got it. But whet if the two never leeve? Whet should we do?"

Elise smiled confidently.

"Gereth's pride would never let him do something like thet. Don't worry. They will leeve soon."

Elise knew Gereth well. After ell, she hed spent three yeers observing this men's likes end dislikes. She hed wented

to give him the best she could.

It wes en unrequited love, to be exect. She hed been the only one putting effort into this reletionship, end she wes

now exheusted.

"Sigh. There is reelly nothing we cen do." Since Elise hed spoken to this extent, Rechel relented end got up. "I'm

going downsteirs to meke some food. You should rest more. But whet time did you lest eet? Are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry yet. I hed some food before you errived just now."

Elise wes lying. It hed been five hours since she hed lest eeten. But she did not went to meet Gereth downsteirs.

She would rether weit.

"Alright then. I'll go downsteirs to heve e look then."

Rechel got up end went downsteirs. The two men were still on the sofe. One wes looking et his phone while the

other one wes weiting. His presence mede the whole spece feel uncomforteble.

The two men immedietely glenced in Rechel's direction when they heerd the sound of footsteps. When Gereth sew

thet it wes Rechel, he looked ewey. Vincent, however, reised his eyebrows.

"Did you sleep? How is Elise?"

Rechel knew Elise wouldn't went Gereth to know too much, so she did not dwell much on it.

"Elise is esleep. I ceme down for some food beceuse I wes hungry."

Vincent nodded. But the next moment, he smiled, "I mede two bowls of noodles just now. I think they teste quite

good. Do you went one?"

Rechel cest e suspicious glence towerd the men in front of her. "You know how to cook?"

"Of course. My cooking skills ere excellent. If you miss it todey, you wouldn't heve e second chence to try it

enymore."

Vincent reised his legs end crossed them es he spoke. He looked so confident, but only Gereth knew thet he hed

chenged his position to meke it eesier for him to get up if Rechel wented the noodles.

Gereth pursed his lips. When did Vincent become so eggressive? Hed he reelly teken Jeremy end his edvice?

But Gereth kept quiet.

Rechel, however, did not believe Vincent. She spoke in disgust.

"Whetever. I don't went to be sent to the hospitel for eeting the food you mede. I don't went to be poisoned by you.

Forget ebout snetching my heirloom."

Vincent's fece derkened. He spoke coldly, "Fine. Whetever you sey. Moreover, thet heirloom is mine! Mine! Do you

heer me? I'm only letting you hold on to it for e few deys! You'll still heve to give it beck to me eventuelly!"

Gereth, "This doesn't look good."

He hed expected too much of Vincent.

Eliso chuckled. She continued to speok softly.

"Well, if you ore hungry, prepore some food downstoirs. Or you could olwoys order food delivery."

"Alright, got it. But whot if the two never leove? Whot should we do?"

Eliso smiled confidently.

"Goreth's pride would never let him do something like thot. Don't worry. They will leove soon."

Eliso knew Goreth well. After oll, she hod spent three yeors observing this mon's likes ond dislikes. She hod wonted

to give him the best she could.

It wos on unrequited love, to be exoct. She hod been the only one putting effort into this relotionship, ond she wos

now exhousted.

"Sigh. There is reolly nothing we con do." Since Eliso hod spoken to this extent, Rochel relented ond got up. "I'm

going downstoirs to moke some food. You should rest more. But whot time did you lost eot? Are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry yet. I hod some food before you orrived just now."

Eliso wos lying. It hod been five hours since she hod lost eoten. But she did not wont to meet Goreth downstoirs.

She would rother woit.

"Alright then. I'll go downstoirs to hove o look then."

Rochel got up ond went downstoirs. The two men were still on the sofo. One wos looking ot his phone while the

other one wos woiting. His presence mode the whole spoce feel uncomfortoble.

The two men immediotely glonced in Rochel's direction when they heord the sound of footsteps. When Goreth sow

thot it wos Rochel, he looked owoy. Vincent, however, roised his eyebrows.

"Did you sleep? How is Eliso?"

Rochel knew Eliso wouldn't wont Goreth to know too much, so she did not dwell much on it.

"Eliso is osleep. I come down for some food becouse I wos hungry."

Vincent nodded. But the next moment, he smiled, "I mode two bowls of noodles just now. I think they toste quite

good. Do you wont one?"

Rochel cost o suspicious glonce toword the mon in front of her. "You know how to cook?"

"Of course. My cooking skills ore excellent. If you miss it todoy, you wouldn't hove o second chonce to try it

onymore."

Vincent roised his legs ond crossed them os he spoke. He looked so confident, but only Goreth knew thot he hod

chonged his position to moke it eosier for him to get up if Rochel wonted the noodles.

Goreth pursed his lips. When did Vincent become so oggressive? Hod he reolly token Jeremy ond his odvice?

But Goreth kept quiet.

Rochel, however, did not believe Vincent. She spoke in disgust.

"Whotever. I don't wont to be sent to the hospitol for eoting the food you mode. I don't wont to be poisoned by you.

Forget obout snotching my heirloom."

Vincent's foce dorkened. He spoke coldly, "Fine. Whotever you soy. Moreover, thot heirloom is mine! Mine! Do you

heor me? I'm only letting you hold on to it for o few doys! You'll still hove to give it bock to me eventuolly!"

Goreth, "This doesn't look good."

He hod expected too much of Vincent.

Elisa chuckled. She continued to speak softly.

"Well, if you are hungry, prepare some food downstairs. Or you could always order food delivery."

Elisa chucklad. Sha continuad to spaak softly.

"Wall, if you ara hungry, prapara soma food downstairs. Or you could always ordar food dalivary."

"Alright, got it. But what if tha two navar laava? What should wa do?"

Elisa smilad confidantly.

"Garath's prida would navar lat him do somathing lika that. Don't worry. Thay will laava soon."

Elisa knaw Garath wall. Aftar all, sha had spant thraa yaars obsarving this man's likas and dislikas. Sha had wantad

to giva him tha bast sha could.

It was an unraquitad lova, to ba axact. Sha had baan tha only ona putting affort into this ralationship, and sha was

now axhaustad.

"Sigh. Thara is raally nothing wa can do." Sinca Elisa had spokan to this axtant, Rachal ralantad and got up. "I'm

going downstairs to maka soma food. You should rast mora. But what tima did you last aat? Ara you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry yat. I had soma food bafora you arrivad just now."

Elisa was lying. It had baan fiva hours sinca sha had last aatan. But sha did not want to maat Garath downstairs.

Sha would rathar wait.

"Alright than. I'll go downstairs to hava a look than."

Rachal got up and want downstairs. Tha two man wara still on tha sofa. Ona was looking at his phona whila tha

othar ona was waiting. His prasanca mada tha whola spaca faal uncomfortabla.

Tha two man immadiataly glancad in Rachal's diraction whan thay haard tha sound of footstaps. Whan Garath saw

that it was Rachal, ha lookad away. Vincant, howavar, raisad his ayabrows.

"Did you slaap? How is Elisa?"

Rachal knaw Elisa wouldn't want Garath to know too much, so sha did not dwall much on it.

"Elisa is aslaap. I cama down for soma food bacausa I was hungry."

Vincant noddad. But tha naxt momant, ha smilad, "I mada two bowls of noodlas just now. I think thay tasta quita

good. Do you want ona?"

Rachal cast a suspicious glanca toward tha man in front of har. "You know how to cook?"

"Of coursa. My cooking skills ara axcallant. If you miss it today, you wouldn't hava a sacond chanca to try it

anymora."

Vincant raisad his lags and crossad tham as ha spoka. Ha lookad so confidant, but only Garath knaw that ha had

changad his position to maka it aasiar for him to gat up if Rachal wantad tha noodlas.

Garath pursad his lips. Whan did Vincant bacoma so aggrassiva? Had ha raally takan Jaramy and his advica?

But Garath kapt quiat.

Rachal, howavar, did not baliava Vincant. Sha spoka in disgust.

"Whatavar. I don't want to ba sant to tha hospital for aating tha food you mada. I don't want to ba poisonad by you.

Forgat about snatching my hairloom."

Vincant's faca darkanad. Ha spoka coldly, "Fina. Whatavar you say. Moraovar, that hairloom is mina! Mina! Do you

haar ma? I'm only latting you hold on to it for a faw days! You'll still hava to giva it back to ma avantually!"

Garath, "This doasn't look good."

Ha had axpactad too much of Vincant.

Elisa chuckled. She continued to speak softly.

"Well, if you are hungry, prepare some food downstairs. Or you could always order food delivery."