No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 685

Vincent was on the brink of losing his temper, “Of course! I paid for her meal before I left the restaurant! My only intention was to make her return the heirloom to me!”

Gareth looked at him indifferently, as if he had seen through Vincent’s heart. Still, he refrained from commenting because he knew Vincent wasn’t ready for the hard truth.

Jeremy turned to Gareth, “What do you think, Gareth?”

“There’s no point in me saying anything since he’s unwilling to face reality.” He said coldly, as if he didn’t want to talk about it.

Vincent burst out a cackle and chided, “I refuse to face reality? How about you?? What’s up with you and Elisa?”

Gareth creased his forehead. He was reminded of the tabloid stings, and suddenly the fury within sprang to life.

The other two men noticed his mood change. Vincent was delighted to point out, “Don’t be a hypocrite. Look at yourself. You’re attempting to win back your ex-wife, but I’m not. I’m entwined with Rachel over my mother’s heirloom. We are in different scenarios.”

Gareth glowered, “I think Elisa is a good wife material.”

“Is it really because she is a good wife material? Tsk. Don’t lie to yourself, my friend. Your rationale doesn’t make sense to us. In fact, we think marriage is expendable in your case. If you want a baby to carry on your lineage, you can just find any woman, for that matter. But why do you insist on Elisa?”

Gareth uttered coldly, “I’ve said it. I think she’s a good wife material.”

After he finished speaking, his mind was instinctually inundated with images of Rachel. He even remembered the feeling of carrying her on his shoulder. She was weightless, as if she were a feather.

Thinking of this, Vincent got shocked in introspection. Dam* it! Why did he suddenly think of that woman?!

Jeremy carried on, “You fool around with other women and leave them after a brief fling. But you are so invested in understanding Rachel. You never stopped seeing her these past few years; you’ll look for her almost every other day. You’ve never cared for a woman like how you care for her. Who knows, your heart has changed over time and unknowingly fell for her?”

Vincent was at a loss for words.

He zoned out for a while before he shouted with disgust, “I’ll never spend my life with that tomboy! I have no desire for tomboys!!”