No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 1933

The owner brought a platter of perfectly grilled barbecue to their table, laden with a variety of delights from eggplant and bell peppers to potatoes, lamb skewers, and bacon.

Elisa deftly retrieved two disposable forks, offering one to Gareth.

He accepted it with some hesitation, his eyes fixed on Elisa, who e nodded toward the barbecue platter.

“Give it a try! This is the barbecue place Rachel and I found. It's quite clean and not as greasy as some other places.”

Elisa's insistence on cleaning the table was driven by her concern for Gareth's comfort.

Upon hearing her words, he glanced around and noticed the tidy and welcoming atmosphere.

Unlike the greasy food stalls he remembered, this place lacked the half-naked men and rowdy patrons engaged in drinking games. It was indeed cleaner and more pleasant.

Gareth nodded appreciatively and picked up a piece of bacon, savoring it.

The bacon, expertly grilled by a skilled chef, offered a unique and delicious flavor.

Gareth enjoyed the meal, and this seemed to please Elisa. They relished their food, complemented by a bit of wine.

It wasn't the fancy red wine from a high-end hotel, but rather a bottle of inexpensive yet satisfying beer, spicy and invigorating.

For Elisa, the experience brought back memories of her university days.

Surprisingly, Gareth, who had never tried this type of drink before, didn't resist it.

Elisa observed this with care, taking note of his reaction.

Time seemed to stretch on during this meal, and eventually, Elisa found herself inebriated.

Gareth gazed at her as she mumbled in her sleep at the table, his expression tender and affectionate.

He gently brushed a strand of hair from her cheek, speaking softly as if talking to himself. “When will you be able to fully accept me?”

Elisa's demeanor suddenly shifted to agitation. “After marriage? There's no happiness after marriage at all! I truly regret it.”

Even though he knew Elisa was intoxicated, Gareth chose to apologize.

“I'm sorry...”

Just as he thought he wouldn't receive a response, Elisa, leaning on his shoulder, whispered, “It's okay.”

Gareth's heart skipped a beat.

Elisa appeared drunk, yet somehow, she remained conscious. She continued, “I'm very happy today. Thank you.”

He paused for a moment and, under the moonlight's gentle glow, replied, “You're welcome.”

With that, Gareth carried Elisa on his back all the way home.