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No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa) novel Chapter 742

Gareth naturally didn’t want to move, but he was no match for his grandmother, who kept forcing him. Julia had berated him a few times, and Gareth had no other way. He finally started to move.

His long figure bent down slightly, and his bony fingers picked one rose.

Julia’s mood lifted instantly, and she said happily, “Good luck, my darling grandson. You only have nine hundred and ninety-eight roses left!”

Gareth and Elisa were both dumbstruck.

Elisa’s hand that was holding onto her cell phone trembled. There was an uncontrollable smile on the corners of her lips.

Grandma was very humorous. Elisa almost burst out laughing.

Gareth continued picking roses in frustration.

One rose. Two roses. Three roses. Four roses…

Time passed, and Gareth was still picking roses. Although the sky was dark, lights illuminated the entire backyard brightly. The view from every corner could be seen clearly.

Elisa’s hand that was holding the cell phone was slightly tired.

But Gareth picked three hundred roses in a row and hadn’t broken a sweat. His breathing was regular, and he didn’t seem to have any problems.

She turned around to look before placing her cell phone on a table in front of them. It could capture Gareth perfectly. At the very least, the cell phone wouldn’t have to be moved for the next two hundred roses that Gareth would pick.

Julia kept staring at her grandson and would encourage him occasionally. Still, everything she said would infuriate Gareth to the point of spitting blood. Elisa couldn’t hold back and wanted to laugh.

What Julia said next made Elisa unable to control herself as she burst out laughing.

“Good boy. You’re much faster than your grandad. Back then, when he pursued me, he was slower than a snail at picking flowers, whining while doing it. You’re much more thoughtful than he was.”

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