No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 1951

Mr. Carrerra remained silent, just staring at Elisa with an inscrutable gaze.

Elisa stood upright, neither supercilious nor obsequious.

Mr. Carrerra suddenly laughed. “Elisa, you're quite impressive. I underestimated you.”

Elisa just smiled, neither confirming nor denying anything.

Mr. Carrerra's face suddenly hardened. He drew his gun and cocked it, pointing it at Elisa's forehead. In a menacing tone, he said, “Do you have any idea how many of my comrades, who've been through life-and-death situations with me, you've killed?”

Elisa remained silent, for she truly didn't know. Previously, she had held back, using the shots as only a deterrent. However, she unloaded the remaining six bullets on his people. She wasn't sure if she hit their vital spot or not.

Mr. Carrerra held up three fingers, his face trembling violently with anger. “Three!”

Elisa shrugged. “Mr. Carrerra, as you know, I had no intention of hurting anyone. When you were without cover earlier, it would have been easy for me to hit you with those shots. But I didn't...”

Mr. Carrerra raised an eyebrow. Is she implying it was my fault that my comrades met a tragic end?

He began to laugh bloodthirstily.

He raised his hand, firing a bullet from the gun he held. The strong scent of gunpowder filled the air.

Mr. Carrerra put away his weapon with a sinister smile. “I won't waste time arguing with you. You're just trying to cover for your friend, aren't you?”

Elisa remained silent, warily watching Mr. Carrerra with unease.

In the next moment, the words Mr. Carrerra uttered made her scalp tingle. “Once you're sold off to Moranta, I'll kindly have someone decapitate her. That way, her head can accompany you. I wouldn't want you to be lonely on this long and difficult journey.”

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Elisa's response, he ordered his men to tie her up.

Throughout the ordeal, Elisa was very docile, hardly putting up a struggle. Perhaps she was too weak, or maybe her thoughts were focused on Rachel.

She mechanically and tirelessly repeated the motion of ascending and descending the mountain, not daring to stop for even a moment.

When a burst of gunfire echoed from behind, Rachel almost lost her balance and nearly fell.

Tears were swirling in her eyes.

She couldn't help but wonder if those bullets actually hit Elisa.

Would it hurt if it does? Can Elisa still survive? The more she thought about it, the more her heart wrenched.

Stumbling and staggering, Rachel didn't know how long she had been walking. After much difficulty, she finally went from the mountains to a winding road in them.

That road served as the lifeline to the village, meaning all entry and exit to the village depended on that road.

She was walking aimlessly, hoping to encounter a passing vehicle, yet things went against her wishes.