We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 72 I Don’t Have a Father
Rachel let out a cold snort. “Don’t count your chickens before they hatch. Iris might be your opponent – who knows? Perhaps Will knows that you are Gareth’s buddy, and he decided to find someone more capable than you in order to defeat you. If he hired a lawyer that would lose to you, it would defeat his purpose.”
Upon hearing her speculation, Vincent snorted contemptuously. “Even if Iris is my opponent, I am confident I can face her head on. Apart from that, she disappeared for so many years, so we don’t know who’s more capable now. In fact, her reputation is dragging me down, because everyone said that I’m the second Iris. I’ve never changed my name – I’m Vincent Shane! Never have I approved of that remark!”
“Wow, you’re still unhappy about that? Back when Iris was at her peak, your achievements weren’t as impressive as hers. Why, now that you’ve become better, you look down on her?” With that, Rachel did not forget to mock him sarcastically. “Judging from your arrogance, I presume that you will lose to her one day, and I’ll be waiting for that to happen!”
“F*ck!” He looked at her angrily. “Can you be nicer? We are only fighting over something both of us really want, but we are closely related to each other; we must stand together when we face outsiders. Do you have any conscience? You even wish for me to lose to Iris?!”
She was delighted she could annoy him to this extent. “No one is going to stand with you! You wanted to take away my stuff, and I won’t allow that!”
“Be reasonable, woman. Do you think she will allow us to be enemies? If you treat me as your enemy, would you live up to her expectations?”

Rachel suddenly became silent, as tears welled up in her eyes.
Realizing that something was off, Vincent turned around to look at her. Seeing that she was about to cry, he immediately slammed his foot on the brakes. “Goodness, what happened to you?”
He slowly stopped the car by the roadside.
She sniffed and turned around, not wanting to let him see her crying. “Let me out,” she demanded in a low voice.
“Why would I do that? To show the world that I was the one who made you cry? Don’t push the blame on me!” He frowned.
Tears trickled down her cheeks, for she could not stop it anymore. Vincent’s expression immediately changed. “Why are you crying out of the blue?”
She pursed her lips. “She used to be my only hope and goal, and what she left is something that will comfort me for the rest of my life.”
Vincent looked touched when he heard that.
When they spoke about that person, none of them was willing to state her name out loud, for fear that they would not stop their tears from overflowing if they did so.
Her death was a tragic news that they never want to acknowledge.
Vincent tightened his grip on the steering wheel. “We don’t have any other choices now that we have come to this.”
Rachel wiped the tears away and sniffed. “Continue driving.”