We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 2012 The Private Chauffeur

Unsuspecting, Rachel stood still in her place, occasionally casting a glance around.

It wasn’t until a car with a somewhat familiar license plate pulled up in front of her that she realized something was seriously wrong.

She stared at the familiar car model, the familiar license plate number, and the familiar face that appeared. after the window was rolled down.

Rachel was stunned on the spot. It took her a while to regain her senses.

“Why is it you?”

Although he had sunglasses covering most of his face inside the car, they couldn’t conceal his arrogant expression. Who else could be so audacious but Vincent?

The mere thought that the chauffeur Elisa was referring to was him made Rachel wish she could travel back in time. She wished she could have immediately rejected Elisa and given her a piece of her mind.

Is this how she treats her good friend?

I just helped her win a battle!

and showing no intention of getting in the car. He then honked the horn and said,

want to get in the car, but it had started to drizzle outside. This spot was the only one where she could wait for the bus

with a black umbrella, intending to escort her. Helpless,

Vincent escorted Rachel all the way, he really did resemble a chauffeur. The people around them couldn’t help but wonder which wealthy family Rachel was from and why her driver was so

front passenger door and even made a welcoming gesture. Helplessly, Rachel

to it, slamming it shut with a loud

Vincent didn’t show the slightest hint of anger. Instead, he was smiling with a face full of indulgence..

returned to the driver’s seat and

for Rachel, she didn’t even look up. As soon as she got in the car, she buried

to? Liz, is this how you

art of discarding

mention that the chauffeur is this guy. If you had told me earlier, I would have refused outright. I knew you

to no good. I shouldn’t have trusted what

but there was no response from the other side.

Elisa was making a call to Julia. Rachel didn’t make a call either and simply rolled down the window for some fresh air sullenly.

front passenger seat, making it easy for Vincent to observe her reactions

rearview mirror.