No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 1967

If a person seeking help were to block his path, he might just put an end to their pleas himself.

So, just based on these, it made Elisa believe that Gareth would meddle in other people's affairs...

It was really difficult.

“Of course.” Gareth spoke, his gaze fixed on Elisa's side profile. “I agreed to take her with me because she volunteered to impersonate Hannah.”

Realization dawned on Elisa.

So, he did all that because of me then?

Gareth looked at Elisa, wanting to speak but hesitating.

In the end, he asked, “Are you still unhappy now?”

Elisa shook her head, her expression serious as she said, “I've never been upset because you wanted to take her away. I just—” Elisa didn't finish her sentence, leaving her thought that Kaylee was quite strange unspoken.

Because it was merely a speculation, she didn't want to cause harm with unfounded accusations.

And so, changing the subject, Elisa said, “I just don't like being interrogated and doubted. If you trust me, then don't question me.”

Gareth knew she was talking about the things that happened before they set off. He realized he had been too impatient.

“I've believed in you from the very beginning. We've weathered so many storms together, how could I possibly not trust you?”

Elisa nodded, and the misunderstanding between the two was finally resolved.

Sometimes, sitting down quietly and having a conversation could solve many problems.

Often, people carry themselves with a temper coupled with pride and arrogance.

So, things would become complicated.

Sitting down and having a calm conversation like this would save a lot of trouble.

Gareth just felt a bit disappointed.

He was disappointed that jealousy was not one of the reasons Elisa was upset.

Gareth stared at the spot where their skin had just touched in a daze.

The moment Elisa opened the door and saw the person on the other side, they both froze.

One didn't expect that it would be Elisa who opened the door, while the other didn't expect that the visitor would be Kaylee.

Kaylee had changed out of her ethnic wear and slipped into a designer winter outfit. It wasn't the latest trending style but a design from a few years back.

Elisa had sharp eyes. The clothes she's wearing are probably mine. It must be the clothes I left behind in the house. She sure helped herself to my clothes.

When Kaylee saw Elisa, the sweet smile that had been plastered on her face gradually faded, freezing at the corners of her mouth.

She simply blurted out, “Elisa.”

With that, she didn't wait for Elisa's response and started to squeeze her way into the house.

When leaving, she even bumped into Elisa. It was unclear whether the bump was intentional or not. Despite her skinny figure, it hurt when she bumped into Elisa.