After saying that, Rachel turned around.

Her determination was evident, as was her indifference.

She remained silent and cold.

He knew all too well that if he were to pursue her again, Rachel would undoubtedly grow frustrated with him.

Their relationship had to progress gradually; there was no rushing it.

Just before hopping on the plane, Rachel decided to ring up Elisa.

Meanwhile, Elisa had just escaped the clutches of the pesky reporter and settled into the car. Leaning against the window, lost in her thoughts, she suddenly received a call from Rachel.

"Hello, my dearest Ms. Markee!" Elisa cheerfully picked up, hoping to lighten her tense mood.

Since her return to the country, Elisa hadn't had the time to reach out or meet Rachel.

She had been caught up in a whirlwind, taking care of the ailing Julia while simultaneously playing a role with Gareth to appease and satisfy Julia.

Rachel sneered, "You've got some nerve saying hello to me! I flew all the way to Moranta for you and got fooled by that jerk Vincent. And you, despite my repeated warnings, hm! You still didn't listen and insisted on getting involved with Gareth! Just wait for me to return; I'll hop on the plane in an hour!"

Elisa was startled.

occurred to her that Rachel would go

go there,

"For you, of course!"

she calmly explained, "Gareth and I

I don't want to see you get hurt again. Liz,

"I've got my

no intention of remarrying

exchanges with

conversation with Rachel, Gareth's face remained sullen, his brows

off Elisa's earlier words echoing

priorities

no chance

sank, a weight

of the car at the

was fundamentally no different from a flea

market where people selling medicine congregated. Where

and St. John's Wort, they had a wide range of

feature, it

the shoppers or the sellers, as

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