No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

The supposedly romantic dinner turned into a culinary nightmare for Gareth as he found fault with every dish. Each bite triggered his picky taste buds, leading him to dissect and critique every aspect of the meal.

"This mackerel is so salty! Is this even edible?"

"Has this salmon been dead for ages? It tastes awful."

"This steak is way too overcooked."

Elisa remained silent, quietly enduring his barrage of complaints, unable to fathom what had gone wrong.

"Why would they assume we wanted a couple's meal? It's like they didn't even consider the possibility that we're not a couple," Gareth remarked, crossing his arms and wearing an annoyed expression. "And to make things worse, the dinner tastes absolutely horrible," he added, placing his knife and fork down with a dissatisfied shake.

Is this the reason why he's so frustrated?

Elisa couldn't help but wonder if Gareth's discontent stemmed from sharing a couple's room with her, leaving her with an inexplicable sense of unease.

"If you're not happy staying here, you can go. This room wasn't booked for you, anyway," Elisa said with a slightly strained tone.

eyebrow, suppressing his anger despite feeling

lot of other men to consider.

say anything, Gareth abruptly rose, snatched the nearby napkin, wiped his hands, and flung

response. Why did it concern him whether she had someone else

a moment, then Gareth turned around and looked at

to ignore him. However, Gareth

the matter?" Elisa

yet his

to say, say it. Why are you staring at me

your injury and reopen

were all medicinal herbs, the weight was substantial when combined. Elisa restrained her

a while, Gareth said slowly, "Come with

hint of solemnity in his gaze. Aware of the time and considering his wounds and the early

the early market tomorrow. Considering your current condition, it's best to minimize unnecessary activities," Elisa