No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa)
Chapter 1371

Chapter 1371 Might as Well Die

Thomas clearly noticed the coldness at the corner of Gareth's lips and his hostile look.

If Mr. Wickam and Ms. Elisa didn't divorce, they would have been a powerful, unbeatable couple that would make

others jealous. Although they are joining forces now, they still maintain a distance.

After getting seated in the restaurant, Gareth passed the menu to Elisa. "Make the order."

Elisa was discomforted by Gareth's aggressive instruction. She was about to say something but noticed Gareth

holding his phone horizontally.

Gareth ignored her perplexed gaze and uttered, "Grandma wants to see it, so I'm recording a video."

Elisa remained silent, but she had some thoughts. She could compromise to make Julia happy, but how long could

she and Gareth pretend to be together? It was something impossible. If they continued giving Julia false hope, Julia

would end up being more devastated.

Elisa gathered her thoughts and laid them out to Gareth. "Gareth, I know you're obedient to Grandma. I want

Grandma to be happy too, but we've already divorced. Our current situation… I think we have to make things clear

with Grandma that we won't possibly get back together, so she won't remain hopeful. You're not young anymore. If

Grandma yearns for a great-grandchild, just fulfill her wish."

Gareth had not clarified his intention, but Julia had her own perception. As such, Elisa opined they shouldn't

enhance Julia's belief.

Gareth's eyes darkened. "We shall wait until she recovers." He said.

Elisa nodded. "That's my intention too. She shouldn't get agitated now."

"Mm-hmm." Gareth hummed aloofly.

Then, he kept his phone away. None of them spoke again throughout the meal.

After returning to the hotel, Gareth had not gone to replace Elisa for the rest of the day.

Just as Elisa was about to go to bed, Thomas knocked on her door.

Elisa opened the door to see Thomas' anxious face. "Ms. Elisa, please check out Mr. Wickam. He seems to be

unwell."

Elisa was stunned. "What happened?"

When she went to the living room, she saw Gareth lying on the couch, massaging his temples. He furrowed his

brows in agony.

Elisa said nothing and directly felt his pulse.

"Gareth Wickam, do you have a death wish?!" Elisa rebuked when she realized from Gareth's irregular pulse that he

had been drinking.

"I won't die easily." Gareth sneered as he was fearless of death.

Elisa shoved his hand away and ignored him. She returned to her room to take some stuff and soon came back to

Gareth.

She instructed Thomas to prepare some medicine while she treated Gareth with acupuncture. While treating him,

she warned him sternly, "Go ahead and try it if you want Grandma to attend your funeral. You're on medication

now. Didn't I tell you to refrain from alcohol?"

If you don't listen to your doctor, you might as well die!

"I'm frustrated." Gareth uttered insouciantly.

He wasn't complaining about Elisa; Thomas would know what he meant.

Gareth had not been in a good mood after they returned from the meal. He remained gloomy and even had some

alcohol. Noticing Gareth's bizarre behavior, Thomas quickly informed Elisa.