No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 2280

In the face of Jocelyn's emotional breakdown, Elisa deliberately spoke in a smug tone.

"Elisa, how can you shamelessly say such things? Are you even a woman?" Jocelyn pointed at Elisa, her hand trembling with anger.

Tears suddenly streamed down Jocelyn's face.

Elisa chuckled softly, "Of course I am. Otherwise, how could I become Will's lover? Jocelyn, it's time for you to go home and stop embarrassing yourself here. What's the point of relentlessly pursuing someone who doesn't love you?"

Jocelyn's persistence towards Will was evident. However, when persistence goes too far, it becomes an obsession.

Will's disdain and disgust for Jocelyn were clear. He had never given Jocelyn a chance, yet she refused to give up.

Sometimes, she even did foolish things.

"That's not for you to decide!"

Jocelyn persisted.

However, Elisa rebuffed her, "If you still don't want to leave, then go find Will upstairs. But don't blame me if you end up being rejected or scolded. It will be your own fault."

These words made Jocelyn pause and contemplate.

Everything Elisa had said, Jocelyn had experienced firsthand. Thinking of Will's cold and indifferent face, she ultimately backed down.

But before leaving, she turned to Elisa fiercely. "Elisa, don't get ahead of yourself. You, a divorcee, can't compete with the younger ladies. Plus, Mrs. Darcey doesn't like you, so you won't last long in the Darcey family!"

As Jocelyn angrily uttered those words, she suddenly remembered a very important person—Melinda.

Previously, Will had announced his engagement to Melinda. Now, he had allowed Elisa to move into the Darcey Residence and had become involved with her.

Not wanting to engage with Marsha any further, Elisa decided to leave. However, Marsha once again blocked her path. "I haven't finished speaking. What's your hurry?"

Elisa took a step back.

Marsha narrowed her eyes and scoffed, "Elisa, if you were truly afraid of me, would you even show up at my house?"

"I'm not afraid of you. I just don't want to get into a physical confrontation with you."

Elisa could control herself, but Marsha couldn't.

She feared that Marsha's emotional agitation could become her problem. She certainly didn't want to be misunderstood by anyone.

"If I had hit you, wouldn't it give you an excuse to complain to Will?"