No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Gareth spoke in a domineering tone and left no room for negotiation.

"The couch is too small. You might accidentally hurt your wound when turning over." Elisa objected and insisted on sleeping on the couch. The previous dispute was just to mess with him–she didn't intend to sleep on his bed because she couldn't fall asleep with his lingering scent.

"If Grandma sees you sleeping on the couch, I will get a scolding from her again. So, you better take the room." With that, Gareth walked out of the bedroom.

After Gareth left, Elisa hesitantly lay down on the bed. As expected, her mind was filled with Gareth's figure as soon as she closed her eyes. His unique scent wafted into Elisa's nose, as overbearing as him.

It was destined to be a sleepless night.

The next morning, Julia woke early to have breakfast with Elisa and Gareth. She wanted to know how the night went but didn't expect them to wake up earlier than her.

didn't sleep well because of the unfamiliar bed. As such, both of them

was overjoyed. On the other hand, Elisa and Gareth

kept asking about the situation last night. The couple gave

halfway through breakfast. Julia sighed when she saw them leave.

…

at Gareth, who followed her into the room and asked, "Why did you come up so

his chest and leaned against the wall. Neither of them could handle Julia's relentless interrogation. Being reminded

pack your stuff." Elisa pointed at an empty piece

to sit on the bed and said, "I have difficulty moving my hand. Can you help me?" His request came out so naturally that he didn't seem

her to