No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Vincent ground his teeth, “You just don’t know when to stop! I heard your stomach grumbling and was planning on taking you out to dinner from the kindness of my heart. And here you are saying I’m riddled with disease! Fine then, if I’m sick, I’m taking you down with me!”

He picked up the pace. No matter how Rachel struggled, she could not break free. She was also afraid that he would drop her. Vincent arrived at his car and tossed her unceremoniously into the backseat.

The crowd who had gathered to watch were following them. They stopped somewhere far enough to be inconspicuous but also close enough to see if the car would shake.

Rachel eyed him warily. He was fuming, and she trembled in fear. “What… What do you think you’re doing? Vincent, you’ve lost your mind!!!”

Vincent gritted his teeth. “Yes, I think I have lost my mind to let a woman talk to me in this manner!”

Her eyes widened. She slowly sat up when she saw that he was not moving toward her. She inched toward the car door.

shut. He quickly got into the driver’s seat, locked the doors,

Rachel was stumped.

in fear, “Where

question was met with silence. Vincent continued

driving skills could not compare to Elisa, he was still

to get his attention. “Vincent! There’s no hate between us! This is all because we have been fighting over something precious to both of us. We

he

as she was imagining the possibilities of him taking her to his apartment

was confused. She gawked at the restaurant sign and then turned to stare at Vincent. Her confusion was written all over

the rearview

taunt shook Rachel to her senses. “Vincent!” She said through clenched