No Chance Of Remarriage: Get Lost Chapter 231

Chapter 231 As the door slammed shut, Elisa collapsed to the ground. She felt sick to her stomach.

Just when she thought moving on was possible, Gareth barges back into her life -armed with nothing but poisonous words.

With clenched teeth, she finally allowed herself to weep.

Elisa lowered her head and hugged her legs close.

Her sobs were interrupted by each shaky breath. She buried her face into her arms.

At that moment, Gareth had reached the elevator’s entrance. His expression was no better than Elisa’s; his haggard expression made him look old.

God knows how much he wanted to hit Elisa with those words she spoke.

The elevator descended, and Gareth’s mind was full of thoughts.

It was the first time he saw Elisa so angry. It seemed that he finally got under her skin.

Gareth closed his eyes. When the elevator door opened, he cleared his mind and no longer thought about the previous matter.

No...

He came back to haunt him. By the time he sat in his car, regrets started to well up in him.

This is bad. Feelings don’t control me.

After all, he was never influenced by anything. Sensible, knows how to use people, resourceful, and knows how to keep a steady sail. It seemed that the storm had overthrown that composure.

But now...

He started the engine and drove off.

Linda raced back to the room and grabbed her phone. She dialed Rose while she was still at Gareth’s place. She was sickly pale and was worried about the situation.

When the other party answered, there was still a moment of hesitation, “Linda? Why are you calling me at this time? Could it be... Gareth hasn’t come back?”

If not, the two of them have already begun to bring up the subject now, right?

Linda was exhausted and said, “Mom...”

Hearing her slightly choked voice, Rose sensed something had gone terribly wrong. She immediately sat up and queried, “What’s wrong? What happened?”

Similarly, Norman grew concerned. He grabbed the phone and put it on speaker.

“Gareth. It’s Gareth,” she cried.

The husband and wife looked at each other and paused.

Something clicked in Rose’s mind and signaled her husband to remain silent. She didn’t want Linda to hang up the phone.

It must be the first time.

Norman didn’t dare to make a sound.

Rose smiled, “Honey, it’s bound to happen. Even if you’re engaged, it’s normal. Don’t worry, Gareth is a responsible man. Why are you crying? Shouldn’t you be with him instead?”

At the back of her mind, she felt relieved. Her daughter had fully assimilated into the Wickam household.