No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 2260

As Marsha asked her question, her voice sounded strained and hoarse, as if she struggled with each word.

Without hesitation, Will affirmed his unwavering commitment, "Yes, no matter the circumstances, I will never stop loving her."

Linda, who had just arrived at the entrance of the ward, unintentionally overheard Will's declaration.

She knew very well about Will's deep affection for Elisa and understood that she was merely a tool in his emotional arsenal. However, hearing him profess such dedication sparked anger and resentment within her.

I don't understand! What is it about Elisa that captivated both Gareth and Will so thoroughly? Linda pondered, unable to grasp Elisa's allure.

At that moment, Linda hesitated to enter the ward.

Marsha's dislike for her was evident, and Will's attitude towards her seemed to grow increasingly scornful.

She anticipated a dismissive sneer from Will upon entering, telling her to keep her distance. The prospect of such humiliation at such a crucial time was daunting.

Yet, she chose not to leave and instead opted to sit quietly on a bench near the door.

From the room came Marsha's scoff, brittle yet cutting. "If Elisa wasn't divorced, if she reciprocated your feelings, and I still interfered, then I would be at fault. Will, despite these factors, your steadfastness towards Elisa is remarkable. Tonight, propose to Elisa. If she accepts, I will stop interfering in your matters."

Marsha's words, though spoken weakly, had a profound impact on Will. They might have seemed like a concession, but to him, they signified a stark revelation of the truth, a testament to his mother's triumph.

He knew all too well that Elisa's acceptance was unlikely.

If she had been willing, their pretense would not have been necessary, and the subsequent car accident would have been avoided.

Will gave a soft, skeptical scoff. "Really?"

Linda had always been skilled at deception, faking her own death only to resurface under a new identity. But Will was not Gareth; he was not one to be fooled by her manipulations.

"Yes, I wouldn't dare disturb your discussion. If my presence here bothers you, I can..."

"Isn't your presence right now an intrusion?" Will interjected sharply, cutting her off mid-sentence.

"I..."

Linda clenched her palm, feigning distress and vulnerability.