Chapter 206
How blind he had been! How could he have married such a fickle woman!
Had she always been this friendly with men? During the three years they were married, did she stay loyal to him?
Fine! Great!
So much for feeling guilty!
“Sure… I don’t think I can do today. Let’s wait until I actually succeed. Don’t worry, you’re not getting out of treating me to a free meal. I have to hang up. I’m just about to drive.”
Gareth had an idea of what Carle was saying. His eyes burned when he saw the slight smile she was wearing after hanging up.
Maybe she could feel his eyes on her, but Elisa turned and saw him glaring coldly at her. Elisa was shocked.
Gareth? What is he doing here?
Elisa had no intention of staying and chatting when she saw the look on his face. She was about to get into the car…
“Elisa, I never knew how depraved you were. I guess you’re still in contact with Carle, huh?” Gareth sneered.
Gareth regretted the words as soon as it left his mouth when he saw her eyes still bloodshot and red from crying earlier.
Elisa’s expression grew stormy. She started to vibrate with anger. Was this what he thought of her?!
Did he not remember how good she was to him the three years they were married? How dare he try to insult her? He was as blind as he was before!
Elisa kept her emotions from spilling over. She smirked. “What’s this I’m hearing? It’s fine when you do it, but when I do it, suddenly I’m depraved?”
The guilt Gareth was feeling disappeared suddenly. He ground his teeth. “Elisa, you bitch!”
Elisa sneered at him. “That’s the pot calling the kettle black. How about taking a look at yourself before calling me a bitch. It won’t do for you to insult yourself in your anger, now would it?”
Gareth was so livid that he was at a loss for words. The Elisa he knew was soft–spoken and virtuous. But it was no surprise that this sharp tongue woman before him had chosen a career as a lawyer!
She managed to attack him with barely any effort!
“Great job! Elisa. You’re doing great!” Gareth was furious.
Elisa raised an eyebrow at him. She didn’t know why they had bumped into each other here. She frowned exasperatedly. “Mr. Wickam, now that we are divorced, let’s go our own separate ways and not bother the other. We both know the things you did while we were married. And please stop trying to gaslight me. Let’s pretend to be strangers the next time we meet.”
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