No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa)
Chapter 1095

Chapter 1095 It’s Your Last Cigarette, Isn’t It?

Jeremy didn't want to tease Vincent or hide anything from him. Jeremy looked at Vincent and said in a low voice, "I

recognized the man at first glance. He's the third son of the Wells family."

Vincent's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately said, "Tyler Wells?!"

Jeremy didn't say anything, which was an implicit acknowledgment.

Vincent's expression turned nastier. Why didn't I know about it?

The next moment, he looked at Jeremy, and Jeremy didn't look like he was joking. Vincent's brows furrowed tightly.

"You…"

Vincent suddenly stopped because he knew Jeremy would never lie to him about such things.

Since Jeremy said it, it must be true!

Vincent didn't need to ask and confirm again.

"Do you feel like panicking now?" Jeremy looked at Vincent indifferently.

Vincent's expression changed slightly, but he recovered the next moment. He shrugged. "What should I panic

about? She must still have some feminine charm since a man has his eye on her. If they get together, it may be

good news. It'll save her from not being able to get married in the future. Whoever wants her must be a fool with

how she is."

Jeremy was flabbergasted.

Vincent was ignorant and firm in his wrong beliefs. If they weren't good friends, Jeremy would have paid him no

attention long ago.

Jeremy took a breath and calmed himself down before he said indifferently, "It is said that Tyler has prepared a

great scene to pursue her these few days. He must have seen Gareth and Will's pursuit of Elisa, so he wants to do it

too. If it goes public, they'll naturally get together, and you won't be able to approach her again. Perhaps… since

you anger her repeatedly, she will feel that Tyler is very gentle even if she doesn't like him. The two of them will…"

Jeremy didn't finish his sentence, allowing Vincent to use his imagination.

Vincent was dumbstruck.

He didn't want to say anything and felt more frantic!

At that moment, he suddenly didn't care about anything. He took out another cigarette and lit it.

In an instant, smoke curled around them.

Jeremy stood in front of Vincent and said calmly, "It's your last cigarette, isn't it?"

Vincent didn't say anything as if he agreed implicitly.

Jeremy raised his hand and patted Vincent's shoulder. "That's all I have to say. I can only help you so much as your

friend. If you miss this again, you may become the second Gareth."

Vincent's expression suddenly darkened, but he didn't say anything this time, nor did he intend to retort. Jeremy

couldn't understand Vincent's thoughts, but Jeremy didn't want to mull over it. He said calmly, "Old Madam Wickam

was worried about you just now, so she told me to come and look at you. She even asked if she had been too harsh.

Get rid of the smoke on you and come out. Old Madam Wickam is sick, so don't upset her."

"Alright," Vincent answered. He said nothing else and extinguished the cigarette he had barely puffed on.

Jeremy didn't stay any longer. He opened the door and walked out.

But Jeremy didn't walk toward Julia. He stood at the washroom door and didn't plan to go there.

After all, a distinct smokey odor was still on him.

The three on the couch looked over, and Julia asked, "What's wrong? Why is the Shane fellow still inside?"

Jeremy smiled. "He's addicted to smoking and is smoking inside. He'll come out shortly."