No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 1238

Chapter 1238 It’s Not My Fault?

Rachel was rendered speechless. She did not want to argue with Vincent anymore and said indifferently, "So, are you done talking?"

Vincent was rendered speechless.

He had made such a moving speech, yet that was her only response.

It made him want to knock his head against the wall.

"Rachel, do you think I'm joking?"

Rachel frowned slightly as she looked at Vincent and laughed. "What makes you think I'll fall for your act?"

Vincent was rendered speechless.

D*mn it!

What do I have to say to make her believe me?

I've spent so much thought on this, resisted all my doubts, and confessed my feelings to her. Yet, look at what she did!

She claimed disbelief and brushed off everything!

Vincent took a deep breath to suppress his raging temper.

Before he could say anything, Rachel continued, "You behaved differently from before. But what makes you think I would fall for your tricks? You clearly ran out of ideas and had no choice but to resort to this tactic."

Vincent said furiously, "You…"

"What? Was I wrong? Previously, I thought you would never stoop this low. After what happened that night, you must have thought to use it to your advantage. You probably think I would be flustered and helpless since I've never experienced something like that before. Thus, you pretended to care, hoping to sway my heart."

Vincent was rendered speechless.

His vein throbbed visibly on his forehead. Fury burned within him. He was on the verge of losing his temper.

"Rachel, are you finally baring your teeth? Is this the best you can think of?" Vincent stopped holding back his anger. Fury raged in his eyes, threatening to burst out from him.

Rachel was puzzled and looked at him incredulously. "Aren't you too convincing? I almost thought I wronged you and made you angry."

His acting is worthy of an award.

I would have fallen for his lies if I had not gone through what I did.

Vincent glared at Rachel.

Rachel could see the veins throbbing on his forehead, prompting her to frown unconsciously. Why does he seem so convincing?

Could I have misjudged him?

However, Rachel rejected the idea immediately. No way! He never liked me. Moreover, he told everyone I was unfeminine and behaved like a tomboy. He even said no man would ever want me. Isn't that clear that he detests me?

I will never believe his nonsense!

Meanwhile, Vincent took a deep breath and tried to control his emotions.

Rachel glanced at him and discovered he had closed his eyes. She sighed and said, "Forget it. You don't have to hold back like this. You can shout at me if you want. We have fought many times before. It won't bother me if we fight again. If you get sick from holding in your anger, it's not my fault."

Her words angered Vincent even more.

D*mn it!

"Rachel! Can't you use your brain to think? Why would I bother confessing my feelings if I don't like you? Why would I put down my dignity to pursue you? I wouldn't have bothered!"