We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Gareth's face contorted with a frown as he pressed the intruder, demanding harshly, "Who put you up to following us?"

Elisa could discern from the person's physique that it was a man. Yet, since Gareth had posed the question, she decided to let him handle the situation while she observed from a distance.

Pinned down beneath Gareth's weight, the man whimpered, "N-No one... I'm here on my own. I thought I could snap some exclusive photos of the two of you to boost my online presence. Nobody sent me..."

Neither Gareth nor Elisa found his explanation convincing.

How could he have followed them so methodically if nobody had instructed him?

Elisa noticed Gareth was on the brink of resorting to force, so she quickly gestured, signaling him to stop. Gareth complied.

The next instant, Elisa revealed a silver needle in her hand, a chilling smirk on her lips. "Since you're a journalist, I'm sure you're familiar with the recent news of a neurologist who murdered his wife with a needle, aren't you?"

The man's spine tingled at Elisa's words. He was a journalist, and the news she mentioned had caused quite a commotion. How could he not be aware of it?

his back, making him feel like he was facing a venomous snake or

journalist, and I know about that news. I can show you my camera and press credentials if you don't believe me. Please, don't do

and mask, revealing an ordinary-looking man in his twenties. Just as she was about to search for him,

name 'Felix Quay'. His claims

days had no limits to their audacity. They would go to

letting him go. Then, her attention was caught by a flickering red light in his pocket. Swiftly, she retrieved it—it turned out to be a recording

circulate within two hours, rest assured you'll

recording pen right before his eyes and confiscated the memory chip as

mince his words,

he never expected to be caught red-handed before he

himself in a

with nationwide, and a woman

Felix swiftly scrambled to his feet and foundering away in