No Chance Of Remarriage: Get Lost Chapter 228

Chapter 228 She was startled by the hand and hastily pressed the control button. Elisa expected a person who was in a hurry, so she slammed the button to open the door. To her surprise... it was Gareth.

No!

Her expression turned dire. No!

There was no use. Even if she had disguised herself, Gareth would have recognized her features.

What was he thinking? She couldn’t get a proper reading off him.

Elisa frowned at the sight of him. What now? Had he come to seek revenge? Does he suspect it was her who temperedhis plans?

She raised her gaze towards his -but remained silent.

“Elisa, you really are getting bolder and bolder,” mocked Gareth.

She furrowed her brows. Gareth has caught her red–handed.

She gripped the strap of her bag. Elisa defensively stated, “Mr. Wickam. Out so late?”

Before the elevator could shut again, Gareth barged in and pressed the control button. Elisa scowled as he grabbed her wrist.

Elisa twisted her wrist to break free.

“What the hell are you doing!” She glared at the intruder.

The veins on Gareth’s forehead twitched. “Tell me, Elisa, when will you be done playing your childish games?!”

Elisa: ???

Childish games?

Elisa felt that this man did not deserve her time and attention. She continued to pull her arm free, but Gareth simply tightened his grip. She tried kicking him with her free leg.

Gareth anticipated her antics and dodged the assault. He gave her a cold look in response.

Before he could say something, the elevator doors opened. This made Elisa decide whether to step foot and expose her living quarters.

I don’t want him near where I live!

Why...

In the middle of their scurry, a woman approached the elevator door in front of them.

When the old lady’s gaze met Gareth’s sharp stare, she trembled outright and fled. “Oh...pardon me. I accidentally pressed the wrong button.”

Elisa: ...

The elevator door slowly closed and ascended to the lobby. “You brute! Unhand me!”

“Brute?!” Gareth fumed with rage.

Elisa:...

Why is he on edge? It’s not like this is the first time we’ve argued.

“It was never my intention to go against you in court! I divorced you because you left me with no choice!”

That’s enough.

Gareth was already annoyed by her earlier comments, but now... that’s it. This is the last straw.

“How could you cast me out again?! How could you leave after all that!?” He held Elisa in his arms.

He wanted to hold her into place, but it came out as an embrace. The closeness of her filled his breath with her scent. It was somewhat nostalgic.

He never confessed it, but he loved Elisa’s scent. It was warm and radiant–it gave him joy whenever he breathed it in. Compared to Linda’s, he found her smell personally harsh. It lingered back at his home, which made him sick sometimes.

Elisa was taken aback. Her heartbeat quickened.

“Gareth... What are you doing?!”

Knowing struggling was useless, Elisa stopped. There was no use wasting her strength.

She didn’t anticipate Gareth to pin her to a corner. With a sneer, he looked down at her. “Elisa, name me a number. There’s no use fighting against me.”