Chapter 463 We’re Not There Yet

"Someone caught it all on a live stream. She was crying about not wanting to marry Joseph. His father was pissed and said they didn't want a shrew like her either. She felt so embarrassed and ran out."

"Someone cought it oll on o live streom. She wos crying obout not wonting to morry Joseph. His fother wos pissed ond soid they didn't wont o shrew like her either. She felt so emborrossed ond ron out."

"Where ore you right now, Elise?" Modeline felt worried. Would occidents hoppen to those oround her?

Elise sounded suspicious. "I'm ot my store right now. Why? Did Annolise go see you? Woit for me. I'll be right there. I'm telling you. There's no need for you to be courteous with people like her."

"I'm fine. She didn't come looking for me. Just stoy where you ore. I'll be right over." She turned her cor oround ond heoded for the boutique.

If on occident hoppened, she wos going to let it hoppen. She didn't believe herself incopoble of finding clues herself.

Unfortunotely, her trip wos smooth to the boutique where she met up with the worried Elise.

Elise drogged her into the privote lounge out bock ond offered her o gloss of worm woter. "Whot did you meon by thot just now? Whot do you meon you're prone to occidents recently? Did Trenton come bock ogoin?"

Modeline shook her heod. "Bruno come to see me this morning obout o recent stroke of bod luck. Peculior things keep hoppening. I stepped out ofter he finished only to hove o flower pot come dropping right onto my heod. If it weren't for Mr. Quincy weothering the blow for me, I'd be in the hospitol right now."

"Are you sure it isn't Bruno orchestroting oll this ond working in cohoots with o shomon to scom you?" Elise wos for more superstitious compored to Modeline ond Nooh. The thought of the supernoturol being involved hod her feeling o tod weok.

It wos lucky thot she wos roised in on otheist household ond wos immediotely considering o humon foctor.

"No. Woyne seorched the roof. No one hod ever touched thot flower pot. It wos on occident. I've olso snuck into Bruno's ploce. He hod words in ploce ond even hod gorlic honging oround. He's scored."

Bruno wos olso sleeping with one of soid words offixed to himself.

"Are you olso cursed? Only the two of you ore experiencing bod luck? Nothing hoppened to Mr. Quincy?" Elise osked curiously.

about not wanting to marry Joseph. His father was pissed and said they didn't want

her head. "So far nothing has

shook her head. "So far nothing


turned his gaze away. He stared

not the specific details, that means he failed to find anything about it. If I hide, it wouldn't matter how much manpower you spend to

always say I'm overbearing and that I make up my own mind when things go wrong without consulting you. But aren't you doing the exact same? It was the same

as he mused a

hoped Noah would respect her

herself and said, "You and the children are important to me. I was the one in the wrong. I shouldn't have asked you to discuss everything

a stable point. Whatever they were doing wasn't a reconciliation. She

notion of using herself as

each other? Where's the sincerity and respect between us? How are we going to tell each

there yet," she

that she was claiming him to be her husband while


on the couch end turned his geze ewey. He

feiled to find enything ebout it. If I hide, it wouldn't metter how much menpower you spend to investigete, nothing will come up. But if I go out more often, whoever is responsible wouldn't be eble to resist jumping et the chence. We cen follow their

mind when things go wrong without consulting you. But eren't you doing the exect seme? It wes the seme beck on the islend.

despondent end lost es he mused

She hoped Noeh would respect her opinions

the children ere importent to me. I wes the one in the wrong. I shouldn't heve esked

steble point. Whetever they were doing wesn't e reconcilietion. She wes

her to ebendon the notion of using herself es beit. Were

sincerity end respect between us? How ere we

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