We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 495
Seated in the passenger seat, Rachel seemed to be in a good mood.
“I’m so glad to see Carle getting better day by day.Given his progress, I reckon
he can be discharged soon.”
Elisa smiled.
“Yeah, I didn’t expect him to recover this fast either.”
Rachel couldn’t help laughing when she was reminded of Carle’s behavior just
now.
“Did you see how anxious he was just now when you said you were going to
leave? As much as he wanted you to stay, he had to control himself.He behaves
like a kid.”
Looking troubled, Elisa sighed, “I have no idea what I’m going to do next.What if
he still can’t accept it?”
The smile on Rachel’s lips was dismissed at once and was replaced with a
concerned look.

“Yeah…What if he acts like that day again…What should we do…”
One couldn’t care less when he or she was in utter despair.
Carle didn’t wish to be hit by a car — it was just an accident, but what if a similar
incident occurred again? Rachel heaved a sigh.
“Let’s not worry too much for now.We’ll see how it goes.”
Elisa pressed her lips and did not say anything.She flashed the left-turn signal
and drove slowly to the narrow, dangerous route.
Rachel pouted in resignation.
“I feel like walking on the cliff wherever I pass by this area.Thank god your
driving skill is fantastic; otherwise, I won’t dare to use this route.”
Elisa squeezed a smile.
“Unfortunately, the other routes have heavy traffic.It might take us more than
two hours to reach home.This is the most convenient shortcut.”
“It’s quite shady here…By the way, do you plan to move? Now that Carle is
getting better, why don’t you move during your holiday?” Rachel said with her
eyes fixed in front.
“Mm-hmm,, that’s my plan.”
Elisa hummed in response.
Just then, they saw a van driving toward them at top speed from afar.
“What the heck?! That van is so fast; I bet it has exceeded the speed limit.”
“Yeah.”
Elisa didn’t bother about it and focused on driving.
However, Rachel’s expression changed when she noticed the van was not
driving in a straight line.
“Is the driver drunk? Why does the van look so unsteady? This road is very
narrow; what if it crashes into us?”
The van was about half a mile away from Elisa’s car.