We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 92 Why Won’t You Appeal
Gareth walked away without a word.
Will turned to Elisa with a smile. “Do you want to have lunch together?”
“I’m eating with my friends,” Elisa replied coolly.
Rachel stepped out of the building towards them. Her eyes twinkled. “Elisa! You’ve never told me you are Iris!”
“I’m sorry.” Elisa said apologetically.
“There’s no need to apologise! I’m so glad for you! I’m under your protection from now on. If I find myself in a lawsuit one day, whoever the opponent is, they will run if they know I’m your friend! How good is that!”
Elisa smiled. She glanced at Will. “That’s all for today, Mr. Darcey.”

Will wanted to take Elisa out for a meal but knew that it wasn’t a suitable time. He nodded and left.
Rachel was chattering away, rambling about Elisa and Iris being the same person. She was proud of her friend.
As they entered their car, Rachel exclaimed, “I bet Gareth is regretting it now. The woman that he thought was a nobody turned out to be a remarkable person!”
Charli grinned. “It’s his loss to divorce Elisa. But, Iris, if he asked for your hand in marriage again, would you agree to it?”
Elisa looked at her, lost for words for a moment. “Do you think it’s possible?”
“Nothing is impossible. He used to look down on you, but now that he knows the real you, who knows, he might fall for you. He might pursue you then. Will you say yes to him?”
Rachel grimaced. “No way! Let that waste of space regret it for the rest of his life! He bullied Elisa for three years. He better not think of getting near Elisa again. Who does he think he is!”
Elisa smiled. “Who knows, there might be such a day. But I will never agree to him. I want to spend the rest of my life alone.”
“You shouldn’t have such thoughts. You should still get married one day. Find a person who genuinely cares for you.”
Elisa smiled, without any intention of continuing the topic.
At the same time, Gareth and Vincent were in the same car. Vincent was driving while Gareth was in the passenger seat, brooding away.
Vincent stole a glance at him. “Why did you agree to compensate them? You’re giving away billions to them.”
Gareth stayed silent.
Vincent couldn’t figure out his thoughts.