No Chance Of Remarriage: Get Lost Chapter 277
Honey We Are Not Getting Remarried: Get Away From Me!
Chapter 277 A Familiar Figure Norman sounded a little resentful. He was driving particularly slowly.
As for Gareth, after he got out of the car, he wasnât in a rush to open the door in the passengerâs seat. Lindaâs expression was complicated. She took a breath in and opened the door herself. One of her legs quickly stepped out.
Gareth went up to her and stopped her in an instant. âWait.â
Lindaâs eyes flashed. She looked at the man subconsciously with some disbelief in her eyes. She said in a trembling voice, âAre you shunning me because that night, those men almost...â
Her face was pale, and she looked at Gareth seeming as though she had tears in her eyes.
Gareth wrinkled his brows slightly. âDonât let your imagination run wild.â
Lindaâs lashes trembled, and her tears suddenly fell. âI know that... Iâm not worthy of you. But on that day, I wasnât...â
She couldnât go on.
Gareth furrowed his brows. âIâm not trying to shun you. Iâm afraid that youâre traumatized from what happened that day, so Iâm not approaching you.â
Astonishment flickered across Lindaâs eyes. She had just looked down, only to look up abruptly. She asked hopefully, âReally?â
Gareth was feeling conflicted. He was feeling indescribably fidgety. He thought that it was only right for him to carry her to the hospital when she had problems since she was his savior. But now, he didnât even want to touch her.
âMm.â Gareth nodded with ease.
Linda suddenly came to her senses, and she was moved. âGarry, youâre so considerate.â
Gareth looked away. He didnât want to look at her eyes that were feeling touched. It seemed as though he was feeling guilty for lying to her.
Linda hesitated for a moment before saying, âActually, I donât...â
Gareth nodded indifferently but didnât carry her. Instead, he looked at Normanâs car impatiently. It wasnât even that far. Why was he driving so slowly?
It was as though Norman could feel Garethâs ferocious, slightly impatient gaze. He didnât dare stop any longer and sped up at once.
Roseâs expression changed. âWhat are you doing? Didnât you want to go slow!â
âI canât go any slower. Canât you see that Gareth is impatient? He just doesnât want to carry Linda today. Did he injure his hand?â
âHuh...?â Rose looked at Garethâs hand subconsciously, but they were too far away, and she couldnât see anything. She said obliviously, âPerhaps he did. If he did hurt his wrist or his arm, he canât carry Linda.â
âNever mind. Maybe he just wants to avoid arousing suspicion. After all, theyâre not married. Perhaps heâs afraid that we would overthink. Itâs fine, Iâll carry my beloved daughter.â
Norman got out of the car after that.
He walked over quickly and smiled. âThank you for your trouble, Mr. Wickam. I received some good wine recently. Why donât you stay and try it out, Mr. Wickam?â
âI still have things to do at the office. Iâll try it next time.â Garethâs voice was flat. He didnât pay attention to anything else. Seeing that Norman had carried Linda out, he closed the car door and drove away.
But before he left, he saw that Linda was reluctant to part with him, but she still slowly decided to support his decisions.
Gareth had complicated feelings. He stepped on the gas but when he reached a red light, his car stopped slowly. But... he never thought that the car behind him would suddenly rush forward.
Only the crashing sound was heard.
Bang!
Garethâs face darkened immediately.
But when he saw a familiar figure get down from the white BMW behind him, his wrinkled brows were suddenly relaxed.