No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 2282

Recognizing that Will was losing control of his emotions, Elisa swiftly removed the silver needles from his body.

Softly, she said, "You're emotionally unstable right now, Will. You need to rest well. I will carefully consider the place for your treatment."

As Elisa was about to leave, Will couldn't let her go.

However, just as he was about to grasp Elisa, she swiftly evaded him.

Even so, Will couldn't bring himself to let her go.

In his haste, he tumbled off the bed.

Elisa immediately halted when she heard a loud thud behind her.

As she turned around and saw Will on the ground, she quickly rushed to his side. "Why are you doing this, Will? Calm down and think clearly. Everything I've told you is the truth. Even if we could disregard their feelings and get married now, what about the future? What about our children? Will they be treated differently as well?"

She had envisioned a lifetime with Gareth, so when Gareth presented her with divorce papers, her subsequent decisiveness reflected that.

Even now, when Gareth pleaded for reconciliation, she didn't bother to respond.

"No, I assure you that such a situation will never occur. Trust me, will you?" Will grasped Elisa's hand and pulled her into his embrace.

Elisa did not struggle.

Will found her statement absurd. "If I can't even control my own life, then why should I continue to live?"

If one cannot determine the path of their own life, then what's the point of living?

Will's pessimistic attitude terrified Elisa. She figured it must have been the result of his misfortune, which he had suppressed for too long.

In the end, it really was her fault.

"I'm sorry, Will. Your leg injury has a slow healing process, and I've been so busy lately that I haven't had time to stay with you. But rest assured that I will stay by your side until your leg is healed," Elisa said as she once again held Will in her arms. She gently patted his back, hoping at that moment that Will would no longer take any extreme measures or go down the wrong path.

"But once my leg heals, you'll leave, won't you? Are you really unwilling to give me a chance? Even if I beg you, even if I were to die in front of you?"