No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Chapter 1383

Chapter 1383 Intruder

Gareth wasn't particularly polite when asking for her help. She wasn't his servant, so she couldn't be bothered.

"It feels wrong," Gareth mumbled, his expression serious and cold.

But Elisa didn't heed his chagrin, "Then let Thomas help you apply it in your room, and then you come out..."

"This is medicinal oil."

Gareth effectively silenced Elisa with a single sentence.

Elisa knew her way around medicine and understood his message loud and clear.

To properly absorb the medicinal oil required skilled massage techniques.

This guy had the nerve to ask for her help without even a hint of politeness.

Reluctantly, but considering his current condition, Elisa held back her dissatisfaction towards his unkind request.


"Go lie down on the beach," Elisa instructed, grabbing the bottle of medicinal oil from the table and tossing it to Gareth.

Gareth complied without putting up a fight.

Being a professional, Elisa swiftly applied the oil and skillfully massaged him.

After finishing the massage, Elisa forcefully slapped his back a few times. "Alright, you've had enough sun for two hours."

Gareth's disrespectful attitude certainly warranted Elisa's less-than-polite handling!

The sun at the beach was intense, and after two hours, the contrast between Gareth's sun-kissed skin and Elisa's fair complexion was very much noticeable.

Thomas also noticed it but chose not to comment.

However, just as they were about to sit down for a meal, an unwanted guest arrived.

"Hi, Ms. Benett, looks like we've crossed paths again," Eden chimed in with a playful tone and a mischievous smile, his wicked face looming in front of Elisa.

Elisa's expression soured, but she remained focused on her meal without acknowledging him.

Undeterred, Eden casually pulled up a chair and sat next to Elisa.

Today, he wore a white shirt with the top two buttons unfastened and the chest slightly exposed, revealing his fair skin.

Leaning against the back of the chair, he exuded an air of wickedness, decadence, and arrogance.

"Ms. Benett, we didn't have a chance to say goodbye at the banquet. As the saying goes, 'absence makes the heart grow fonder.' I actually dreamt about you last night," he said with a hint of teasing in his voice.
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