No Chance Of Remarriage: Get Lost Chapter 261
Honey We Are Not Getting Remarried: Get Away From Me!
Chapter 261 Was She Worthy?
As the two of them were in silence, the car stopped at Wickam Manor.
Gareth ignored Elisa and got out of the car.
Elisa wrinkled her brows. She opened the door of the passengerâs seat. She didnât know that her lips were red and puffy at the time.
As for Gareth...
There were marks on one side of his face. Although it wasnât very obvious, it could still be seen.
The two of them walked into Wickam Manor, one in front of the other.
Seeing the two of them looking like that, the butler could somehow feel that...
Mr. Wickam had kissed Ms. Benett forcefully and... he was hit.
But...
Thinking about it, he thought that something was wrong. Mr. Wickam didnât have any feelings toward Ms. Benett for the past three years. How would he have feelings toward her after they got a divorce?
Was he wrong?
Was it just a coincidence?
Gareth asked calmly, âWhereâs Grandma?â
âOld Madam Wickam has gone up to rest after finishing her meal,â The butler replied, respectful as usual.
Elisa pursed her lips. She didnât say anything.
Garethâs cold gaze swept past her. âWait here.â
He went up the stairs after that.
Elisaâs brows wrinkled tightly, and she kept quiet. The butler smiled as he looked at her. âMs. Benett, have a seat. Iâll get you a cup of tea.â
Elisa said at once, âItâs fine, Mr. Jones. Iâll be leaving shortly. Iâm not thirsty either.â
The butler nodded. Seeing that Elisa wasnât looking too well, he let out a silent sigh. Ms. Elisa was a good girl. It was a shame that Mr. Wickam didnât like her.
What a shame.
Sigh...
At that time, Gareth was upstairs and knocked on Old Madam Wickamâs door.
âGrandma, Iâm here to see you.â
Juliaâs voice clearly sounded a little haggard. âIâm tired. You can go.â
It seemed like Old Madam Wickam didnât want to entertain anyone. Even if she knew that her grandson was outside the door, she didnât want to say much.
Gareth wrinkled his brows slightly. âGrandma, Elisa is here to see you. Do you want to go downstairs?â
Julia immediately said with some surprise, âLiz is here?â
âMm. Sheâs downstairs.â Gareth tried to calm down and erase the scene of what he did with that woman in his mind.
In a split second, Julia opened the door. Her haggard face recovered a little at that moment.
She immediately said, âI want to see my granddaughter!â
As soon as she said it, she looked up subconsciously and glanced at Gareth. She saw that the right side of his face was red and puffy. Her brows furrowed. âWhat happened to your face?â
Gareth pursed his lips. âI accidentally bumped into something. Sheâs waiting for you downstairs. Go on.â
Julia looked at Gareth suspiciously. She didnât hurry down. Her hand reached out unwittingly instead, wanting to touch where he was hurt, but she was afraid that it would hurt him. When she pulled back, she frowned and asked, âDid your mom hit you again?â
She wasnât around the last time Monica hit him. If she was, she certainly would not have let Monica lay a finger on him.
Who did Linda think she was? How could she go to her grandsonâs apartment! Did she think that anyone could go to her grandsonâs place? Did she think that she was the future daughter-in-law of the Wickam family? Was she worthy?
Monica shouldnât have hit Gareth because of Linda!
Gareth frowned slightly. âNo.â
âYouâre still defending your mom at a time like this! Did you know that the silliest thing she did that day was to put Linda at your villa!â