We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Having reached Hoover Homestead, the designated meeting point before their excursion to the sea of flowers, Gareth and Elisa noticed a sparse crowd. An enthusiastic staff member approached them, asking, "Hello, Mr. Wickam! Which tourist sightseeing car would you prefer for your journey?"

Gareth responded sternly, "I'll take it from here."

The staff member promptly stepped aside, respecting his decision.

Without delay, Gareth selected the closest available car, grabbed the keys, and entered. Captivated by his intentions, Elisa decided to follow his lead.

She settled comfortably in the backseat, eager to uncover Gareth's plans for their upcoming adventure.

The journey took about twenty minutes, and the scenery was simply stunning. The flowers and plants were neatly arranged and maintained, creating a beautiful sight.

Luckily, the road was smooth and free of any bumps or obstacles.

Elisa couldn't help but say, "Well, I must say, I didn't picture you as the type to drive a car like this."

Gareth raised an eyebrow, "Surprised?"

Elisa detected an underlying indifference in his response and decided not to say anything more.

twenty minutes, Gareth brought the car to a

of the car,

before her, her

This place was...

an expansive display of tens of thousands of red roses unfolded. At the same time, on the left, a vast lavender field

moment, a kaleidoscope of colorful balloons filled

waiting with two hot air

skipped a

had brought her to this special place that held a deep meaning for her. Elisa's eyes flickered,

from his usual demeanor, "I know how much you adore flower fields. I... I reserved this whole place just for us to have an undisturbed experience. You can freely explore the flower sea and capture stunning photos. And, if you'd like, we can even take a

act in such a way. He was always distant and cold, even

with emotions. "You...

expected Gareth to have such patience and

in her throat, and a hint of bitterness welled up in the corners of her eyes. But the moment of tenderness

Because...

was three years ago. In those years of marriage, she