No Chance of Remarriage Get Lost (Elisa)
Chapter 1968

Chapter 1968 Discerning Deceivers

Rubbing her shoulder blades, Elisa followed and walked in.

When Gareth looked up and saw Kaylee, a clear trace of displeasure swept across his eyes. I don't understand why

this woman had no sense of propriety.

Seeing the undisguised disgust in Gareth's eyes, Kaylee was taken aback for a moment. However, she quickly

regained her composure as if nothing had happened.

Quite naturally, she pulled out the chair Elisa was sitting on and sat across from Gareth.

Since only two people usually lived in this house, there were only two chairs placed around the dining table.

As soon as Kaylee entered, she instinctively made herself at home, leaving Elisa with no choice but to stand at the

side, leaning against the door frame and watching.

Elisa was unsure whether Kaylee was being intentional or not, but the latter began to share her impressions of the

big city after her arrival, acting as if nobody was watching while grasping Gareth's arm.

In the end, she didn't forget to play the sympathy card one last time, too.

“Gareth, I know it's all thanks to you that I was able to escape from the deep mountains, to escape the

predetermined fate of the women there. I will always be grateful, and I will pray for your good health for the rest of

my life.”

Kaylee seemed to be wearing makeup too. The blush on her cheeks added a hint of innocent charm to her

appearance.

Her big eyes, adorned with false eyelashes, twinkled enchantingly.

She was indeed very captivating and aggressive in her advances, but she was dealing with Gareth, who was

impervious to all kinds of seductions.

Her tactic seemed entirely superfluous.

Gareth ruthlessly pulled her hand off him, then said with a poker face, “I was merely fulfilling your grandpa's wish,

and this is also because you helped me save Liz. You don't need to be overly grateful.”

As expected of Gareth, the expert at discerning other's deception. He managed to almost bring Kaylee to tears with

just a few words.

And with every additional word he spoke, Kaylee's expression turned another shade darker.

Overtly and covertly, he was telling Kaylee that he merely helped her because she helped rescue the person he

wanted to save and that taking Kaylee in was simply because he was fulfilling her grandfather's wish.

Therefore, Kaylee shouldn't overthink.

Upon hearing everything, Kaylee almost burst into tears.

Elisa sat leisurely to the side with her legs crossed, watching Kaylee with anticipation, wondering what other tricks

the latter had up her sleeve.

She was so immersed that she didn't pay attention to Gareth's term of endearment as he called out to her.

“Liz.”

Only when Elisa was called out did she realize that Gareth was calling her.

Gareth smiled at her and said, “The medicinal diet today was a bit bitter. Could you add some sugar next time?”

Elisa rolled her eyes where Kaylee couldn't see. When did I start preparing this medicinal diet differently? He was

able to drink even more bitter-tasting ones without so much as a frown. All this talk now is just a show for Kaylee's

benefit.

However, since Elisa didn't like Kaylee either, she just went with the flow and played along with Gareth.

Her voice was cheery, sounding very pleasant. “Okay. I'll add sugar for you next time.”

Knowing that Elisa understood his intentions, Gareth contentedly started to clean up, ready to wash the dishes.

The tacit understanding between the two of them needed no words.

That was also an established convention.

Both of them didn't particularly enjoy having a maid around to disturb them. Hence, apart from daily cleaning and a

thorough cleaning once a week, there wouldn't be a housekeeper at home the other times.

Therefore, both of them took care of everything, from cooking to washing dishes.

Before, Elisa did everything on her own. Now that Gareth was here, he insisted on doing the chores.

Things had changed since then.

Upon Kaylee's arrival, she had been the one to busy herself with the chores, so she said, “Gareth, how can I let you

do these things? In our tribe, these are tasks meant for women.”

Having said that, she rolled up her sleeves and started tidying up, casually asking, “Gareth, are you feeling ill? Why

do you need to consume a medicinal diet?”