No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 1846

Chapter 1846 Wedding Anniversary??

Unfortunately, Paul found himself at a loss when it came to Elisa. He couldn't pinpoint any faults with Bella either.

Frustration mounted, leading him to storm out of the room, his exit punctuated by a forceful door slam that resonated through the space.

Amused by the display, Elisa couldn't help but find the situation rather entertaining. She didn't see fit to bring up the matter with Bella afterward; there was no need.

Deliberate or not, Elisa was confident that her decision was sound. Bella had the authority to make such choices, after all.

Consequently, the office rumors flourished for a mere half-day before being altogether extinguished. Elisa's unwavering resolve had swiftly put an end to the speculation.

Upon discovering this turn of events, Rochelle seethed with a fury bordering on explosives. Yet, her efforts had come to naught. All she could do was clench her teeth and mutter, "Someday, I'll bring Elisa and Bella to their knees, drowning them in shame and remorse, incapable of holding their heads high ever again."

Regarding Rochelle's plans, Elisa remained blissfully unaware and uninterested in becoming entangled. It simply didn't affect her in any way. Had Paul orchestrated these plans, Elisa might have approached the situation more cautiously, considering their history.

However, that chapter was closed now. Moving forward, Elisa planned to gradually erode Paul's influence over time, a process she knew would happen in due time.

Elisa was lost in her thoughts. Meanwhile, her phone suddenly rang. It was Gareth calling. She picked up, and before she could utter a word, Gareth's voice came through, "Do you happen to have some free time later tonight?"

Elisa took a moment to consider before responding, "Yeah, I've got some time."

A hint of relief tinged Gareth's voice as he continued, "Perfect. Could you please make it home a bit earlier today?"

Rather than immediately agreeing, Elisa inquired, "Is there a specific reason or something important?"

Gareth paused, his tone a blend of sincerity and hesitancy, "Well, it's not exactly a life-or-death situation, but having you there would mean a lot."

Elisa understood that for Gareth, it held significance. Yet, she also acknowledged that its importance might not be equally weighted for her.

After briefly contemplating, she acquiesced, "Alright then, I'll make it home early."

Gareth's usually chilly demeanor thawed into a rare smile akin to the winter sun melting perpetual ice and snow.