Vincent couldn't bear the shame of losing that match. How could he lose to a woman with so many people watching!
"It's just money! I have more than I need anyways!" He muttered.
Rachel snorted. "Remember this well! Sooner or later, it'll be mine!" Vincent declared.
"Dream on!" Rachel spat.
Vincent stomped off in a huff.
Rachel was in a much better mood. She tugged onto Elisa's hand, "Let's go, dear!"
Elisa followed her without a word and they both hopped into the car. Rachel place both hands on the wheel and asked her, "Shall we go eat? Do you need to make dinner for your husband tonight?"
Elisa hesitated before replying, "Let's go out."
Rachel was about to start the car when she froze in surprise, "Really?" She stared at Elisa.
Elisa nodded. Rachel stared at her with wide eyes. "Are you serious? You're not pulling my leg, are you? Every single time I've invited you out for dinner, you've not been able to because you had to make dinner for your husband. You kept telling me how you wanted to stay at home and be a good wife. You couldn't stay out too late, nor could you stay over at mine. What's with the sudden change?"
Elisa pursed her lips in annoyance.
She hated herself for wasting so much time on Gareth.
Rachel felt that something was off. "Isn't he treating you well?" She asked Elisa worriedly.
Elisa shook her head. "Let's go to your place for dinner?"
Noticing that Elisa was trying to change the subject, Rachel grabbed her hand. "Tell me the truth. What happened? Did you guys fight? How could he treat you like this?!"
Elisa chuckled. "When have we ever fought?"
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