We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 1929 Not A Chance

“As for marriage, if a couple has long been estranged, why insist on painfully maintaining it? Marriage is not a matter for one person alone.”

I appreciate your sentiment, but I cannot agree with it.

Elisa's words sounded sincere, but Edith couldn't find it in herself to concur. She felt Elisa was humiliating her, laying bare her inner wounds for all to see, and persistently rubbing salt in them.

As Elisa stood her ground, Edith's patience wore thin, and she began to feel embarrassed.

Eventually, she chose to be straightforward.

She pushed her caffè mocha away and remarked, “Ms. Benett, this is a family matter. Is it absolutely necessary for you to be involved?”

Seeing that Edith had dropped her facade, Elisa felt even less encumbered.

She set her cup down and fixed Edith with an unyielding gaze. “Mrs. Grayson, my journey to this point has been far from easy. Throughout it, I've clung to a principle. Do you know what it is?”

Edith remained silent, waiting for Elisa to continue.

Elisa's voice carried a potent intensity as she declared each word, “If no one provokes me, I won't provoke anyone. But if anyone dares to provoke me, I will respond a hundredfold!”

She continued, “This isn't just about your family affairs, Mrs. Grayson. Paul is attempting to harm me. Do you think you can simply brush this off? Not a chance.” Elisa's smile remained sweet, but her words were sharp and relentless.

Edith's complexion turned pale.

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Edith's complexion turned pale.

that's the case, there's nothing more

left some money on the table and

somewhat unsteady steps betrayed the turmoil within

she appeared resolute, she

leaving alone today, let alone engaging in a conversation with Elisa at the coffee

was

to leave, her gaze

Rochelle incarcerated, Elisa no longer felt the rush of revenge she once

to provide an explanation to Bella, her grandmother, herself, and

her, Edith was a pitiable figure,

been sitting for another half-hour, she received