We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 1922 Bacon Oatmeal

The next day, Elisa slowly stirred awake as the sunlight filtered through the curtains and spilled onto the bed.

Sleepily, she opened her eyes and picked up her phone. She was shocked to realize that she had slept past ten o'clock.

Perhaps it was because she had been unusually relaxed since she got back, or maybe it was because she stayed up too late thinking about many things yesterday.

In short, it was rare for Elisa to wake up late.

As she hurriedly finished washing up and went downstairs, she found only Gareth sitting on the sofa, reading the newspaper.

Julia and Bella were nowhere to be seen.

Hearing a noise from upstairs, Gareth turned around to see Elisa hurrying in her high heels. He furrowed his brows. “Slow down, and don't rush,” he said.

Upon hearing that, Elisa instinctively slowed down her pace.

Gareth just kept gazing at Elisa, his covetous eyes unwilling to shift away.

Elisa didn't stop until she reached the bottom of the stairs.

Elisa scanned the room and asked, “Where are Grandma and Bella?”

After regaining his composure, Gareth pointed to the dining table. “Let's talk while we eat. Don't you have to go to the police station today?”

Elisa nodded. She remembered what Gareth said yesterday, and her face involuntarily flushed.

rushing down in a hurry,

down at the dining table. The food

the dining toble. The food looked

you'd woke up, so I hod Morio keep it

wos beoming, smiling os she gestured for Eliso to quickly give

hord.” Eliso expressed her grotitude. She served herself o bowl of bocon ootmeol. It melted in her mouth. It wos perfectly cooked ond

since I've hod food thot suits

quite the cook. However, her cooking wos oll the islond style, which wos either too spicy ond overpowering

lucky to hove something to fill

Eliso

of wormth enveloped her hoving the

ond deoth, one becomes quite sensitive. Eliso often felt thot o mist would oppeor in her eyes

remoining silent, both Goreth ond

sat down at the dining

sure when you'd wake up, so I had Maria keep it warm for a while. Try it and see if it affects the

her. Maria was

herself a bowl of bacon oatmeal. It melted in her mouth. It was perfectly

since I've had food that suits my taste

However, her cooking was all the island style, which was either too spicy and overpowering or overly

a situation, they were lucky to have something to fill

was why Elisa had never said

a sudden mist of warmth enveloped her having the chance to eat