Honey We Are Not Getting Remarried: Get Away From Me!

Chapter 1273

Chapter 1273

CHAPTER 1273 GARETH WICKAM WAS AS STUBBORN AS A CHILD

The female guard glanced at her cooly. "Do you really think you have anything to offer Elisa in your current situation?"

Rose froze. The color left her face.

"I think you should get back to work. It looks like it's the end of the Benetts."

Rose's heart was racing. Dread filled her.

The two guards ignored her and continued chatting among themselves.

But they were talking about…

Norman. Rose's anxiety was rising. Her suspicions of him cheating rose from 50% to 70%.

Her emotions were all in a mess.

…

It had gotten dark.

Elisa had arrived home.

As soon as she got home, she heard the sound of a car in her driveway.

Elisa looked out the window. She frowned when she saw it was the familiar Rolls-Royce. Why was he here again?

Hasn't he realized that he wasn't welcomed?

Gareth emerged from the car.

His long legs strode towards the front door. Gareth had seen her when she had pulled back the curtain to see who it was.

Elisa frowned. Gareth looked away and continued approaching the front door.

Elisa's frown deepened. She went to open the door. As soon as she opened the door, she spat out, "What are you doing here?"

Not saying a word, Gareth walked straight through the door as if he owned the house.

Elisa's expression darkened. She closed the door and glared at him. "Did you come here for dinner?"

"I am your patient." Gareth said as if that explained everything.

"But I am not your nurse!"

Looking at her, Gareth said calmly, "My stomach hurts. I'm sure I'll feel much better after eating some of your homemade food."

Elisa, "…"

She hated emotional manipulation.

Did she need to do everything for him just because he was her patient? What was she? A Saint?

Elisa stared at him blankly, "If you like being here so much, then stay. I'll leave."

Elisa had just got home, so she had not even had the chance to change. She stalked towards the door.

Gareth grabbed her arm. "Don't make a scene. Just make me dinner, Elisa. My stomach hurts."

Elisa?

Don't make a scene?

Elisa started to waver. She felt unsure of her decision. Was… Was this really Gareth?

She looked up at him.

Gareth looked calm, but his lips were pale, and his eyes were bloodshot. Elisa frowned. She placed a finger on his pulse.

She put the other hand on his forehead. The heat almost scalded her. She frowned and asked him concernedly, "Do you know you have a fever?"

Gareth frowned. He pursed his lips and stayed quiet.

Now that she knew he wasn't feeling well, Elisa couldn't very well on her conscience leave him alone. "Take a seat."

She turned, but Gareth held on tightly to her arm. Elisa frowned, "Let go?"

Gareth did not move, nor did he respond. Instead, he stubbornly held on to her like a child.

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