We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 412 Get Lost, Don’t Make Me Use Force
Elisa hung up straight away and sent a message.
—Elisa: ‘I’m outside. It’s too noisy, and it’s not convenient for me to pick it up. What’s up?’
—Rachel: ‘Wow? Where are you? I heard that your cousin was suspended from work?’
—Elisa: ‘Yes. It’s all thanks to you! When I have the time, I’ll make you your favorite dish.’
—Rachel: ‘Haha! What a good friend! Where are you now? Why isn’t it convenient for you to answer the phone?’
—Elisa: ‘At a pub.’
—Rachel: ‘D*mn! You’re not that good a friend! You didn’t bring me along to a pub. Who are you with?!’
—Elisa: ‘I’m by myself. I came here because I have something to do. I’ll come here with you next time.’

—Rachel: ‘It’s because you’re alone. Which pub are you in? I’ll look for you. Even if you have something to do, I have to accompany you. How can you handle it by yourself?’
—Elisa: ‘It’s alright. Nothing will happen.’
Rachel persuaded her for a while, but Elisa kept insisting that she would be fine. In her frustration, Rachel could only warn Elisa again and again to be careful.
Elisa slowly put down her cell phone. She didn’t plan on drinking with her mask on.
But even if she covered her face, it didn’t affect her beauty. Many men had already noticed her, and there was already a man who was walking over with a glass of alcohol.
The man put on a gentlemanly smile and said to Elisa in a gentle voice, “Hello, missy. Are you alone?”
Elisa nodded and said with what seemed to be anticipation, “Yes, I’m alone.”
As Elisa said it, she fixed her hair. Amidst the man’s excited gaze, she seemed to carelessly drop her mask. Suddenly… the red scabs on her face appeared, and the man’s expression changed.
He didn’t even have the mood to speak to her. He turned and walked to his seat. All the men beside her looked at him as if asking how Elisa was, and he started to ridicule her without second thought.
Even if she didn’t hear what he said, Elisa could guess what he was saying. The corner of her lips curved slightly. She had saved herself a lot of trouble.
After that, there were two other people who went up to her, and Elisa used different ways to let them see her imperfections, and they would gradually retreat.
While she was waiting, Elisa finally waited for the person she was waiting for.
Brandon.
He had appeared.
The man was in black sportswear, but it didn’t affect his noble air. He was taller than 180 centimeters. His shoulders were broad, and his waist narrow. His short, light brown hair was styled, and his hair was parted to the side. His good-looking face clearly displayed his features, especially his deep and dark eyes. It was as though he was a person who had been through a lot.
When he walked in, it attracted the attention of many. Mostly women, of course.