We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Elisa could justify it by telling Gareth that he got injured because of her, so it made sense for her to check his wounds.

Elisa pursed her lips and continued, "You know what? It's no big deal. I think you're being unreasonable. Please remove your shirt, and let me check those wounds."

But Gareth quickly countered, "If I agree to let you check my wounds, will you come with me?"

Elisa was left speechless. This guy sure knew how to negotiate!

"Where exactly are we supposed to go?" Elisa asked, curiosity tinged with a hint of impatience.

Gareth remained composed as he replied, "If you come with me, you'll find out soon enough, won't you?"

Elisa grew increasingly frustrated with his stubborn attitude but didn't want to be rude or ignore him. So, she decided to preface her statement.

"Hold on a minute. Let me make this clear. If the place is too far or if your wounds are serious, count me out,"

not far, and I'm feeling perfectly fine now. If you're so desperate to see it, I can show you," Gareth responded, leaving

mean by saying she was desperate to see

said, "Say what? I'm not desperate and couldn't care less about your injury. Do you think I have any desire to spare a glance at you if it

so?" Gareth retorted, his gaze questioning

glare at him and spoke plainly, "Otherwise? Don't you forget we have no connection or obligations between us anymore?

didn't respond, maintaining his

calmly unbuttoned his shirt revealing two distinct sutures and two wounds she had stitched up. These surgical sutures didn't require removal, and there was

shot twice, each

his chest... If it had been a hair's breadth closer, it would have shattered his heart, and he

his critical condition after the surgery. Yet, he never took his injuries and the poison in his body seriously, whether back in Moranta or upon his

you really think

furrow his brow. Elisa could only see one wound sewn up like a winding trail. There was

Considering all that...