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

No Chance Of Remarriage: Get Lost Chapter 204

No Chance Of Remarriage: Get Lost Chapter 204

Chapter 204

But it was just a step. He stopped abruptly and felt confused. How could he even think about approaching

her?!

This could be Elisa’s plan all along!

She had heard that he would come here and so came to see her father. Just so she could feign bumping into him here. She’d allow him to hear her heart–wrenching confessions, and it would touch and move him!

Gareth sneered. Great plan, Elisa Benett!

“Dad, I’m all on my own now, but you need not worry about me. I don’t need a man to survive. In fact, I’m just fine on my own. For three years, I set aside my career, my hobbies to be the perfect Mrs. Wickam. I thought that it was my responsibility to do so. But I no longer need to do that. I’ll do what you told me to do. I’ll be myself and do whatever makes me happy.”

“I may have lost three years of my life on him, but it will no longer hold me back. Dad, just watch. I will shine. brighter than anyone. The fruits of your labor will come to fruition.”

Gareth watched as Elisa leaned back against the tombstone. His eyes grew cold as he watched her cry. His jaw clenched as he took in her tearful conviction.

The Elisa he knew would always put him first. After their divorce, she regained her life, but he was no longer a part of it.

Was her love for him that fickle? Could it really disappear so easily?

Gareth pressed his lips together tightly as he glared daggers into her back.

He had thought Elisa to be the perfect Wickam wife. Gentle and honorable.

But the Elisa now before him was full of passion and had her own ideas. She was her own person. She exuded light, and she shone brightly.

Elisa continued to chat with her father for a while longer. But she never mentioned Gareth again.

Neither did she talk about her uncle and his family. She didn’t want him to see their faces. Elisa was afraid. that her father would know about what had happened, and he would feel sad.

Some time had passed. Elisa sighed, “Dad, I can’t stay any longer. There are some things I need to take care of. But I’ll be back soon.”

She straightened up and bowed three times towards the tombstone before leaving.

Gareth emerged from his hiding spot when her silhouette disappeared from view. He approached the tombstone and saw the bouquet of lilies. His cold eyes revealed his conflicting feelings.

At the Semoa Group.

Carle was in his father’s, Edward Semoa’s, office.

Edward sat in an office chair. He was fifty years old, but he looked like he was just broaching forty. He had a slight girth to his body, and he exuded the confidence that an older man would have.

Edward frowned slightly at how calm Carle was. “How is the preparation going for the racing competition?” Carle nodded. “Everything is going as planned. Don’t worry, Dad.”

Edward, “???”

He stared at Carle in disbelief. “Everything is going as planned??”

Why did that not instill any confidence in him?

Edward frowned when he saw Carle nodding at him. “Right now, anyone could see that we are at a disadvantage. The shareholders are also deliberately putting you in a difficult position. Back then, we could not back down from the challenge. You’d need to overcome this obstacle as long as you are to take over the company. I’m your father, and I know you better than you know yourself.”

Carle smiled wide. “Dad, show me some faith.” He said calmly.