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We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

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Chapter 1843 Farewell

Bella fought back with all her might, utilizing every available means to fend off Luke. She even

managed to tear off a chunk of his flesh with her teeth.

Punches and kicks acted as her barrier, keeping Luke at a distance.

The pain must've been intense for Luke, as he responded by slapping Bella across the face, causing

her ears to ring.

Afterward, he used a tie to bind her hands once Bella's initial turmoil had subsided.

Yet, she continued her resistance, pushing against him.

Yet, it was as if a whisper aimed to move a hurricane. The gulf in strength was too vast.

A tear welled up and traced a path down Bella's cheek, her eyes clenched shut.

She comforted herself, drawing a parallel between today's ordeal and a minor dog nip.

Just as Luke was about to remove Bella's pants, the door was forcefully kicked open.

A familiar voice, infused with unwavering determination, reached Bella's ears.

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"Only the policewoman can enter, nobody else."

Bella promptly recognized Elisa's voice, relief sweeping over her. The sense of security allowed her to

unwind.

She recognized that Elisa had come to the rescue.

Her salvation was here.

The force of Luke pinning her down abruptly broke as a powerful blow sent him flying.

Elisa discarded her coat, ensuring Bella's decency was preserved, then signaled Gareth.

Quickly, Gareth and his team barged into the room.

The police swiftly apprehended Luke.

At that instant, a barrage of curses erupted from him toward Elisa.

After all, Elisa had foiled his prior wedding as well.

He couldn't wrap his head around her vendetta. Why was she so relentless in targeting him?

"F*ck! What's your problem? Hell-bent on opposing me? It was your last time, and it's still you now. You

b*tch, you're headed for a miserable marriage, your husband doesn't give a d*mn about you, you

deserve... Ah—!"

Just before Luke could finish, Gareth's kick landed squarely in his stomach.

In a split second, Luke coughed up a mouthful of blood, incapacitating his ability to finish his words.

Elisa held Bella closely, lending comfort, "It's okay... It's all over... I'm right here."

"Thanks, Liz."

This time, Bella didn't cry. Instead, she held onto Elisa tightly for reassurance.

The gratitude was heartfelt; Bella felt indebted to Elisa in many ways.

Time and again, Elisa rescued her from peril and despair.

Elisa patted her back reassuringly.

After the police brought the situation under control, they departed.

This was a decision made by both the chief and Gareth.

Luke was to be dealt with personally.

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Once he received treatment, they would transfer him to the police station for legal proceedings.

As a result, a compact team accompanied Luke on the journey back to Bayswe.

Upon reaching Bayswe, Gareth entrusted Luke to his subordinates, individuals well-versed in the

nuances of 'managing special guests.'

Rumor had it that the torment severely impacted Luke's mental state.

As a result, he was taken to the police station, where his existing charges and prior parole breach

resulted in an aggregate sentence of twenty years.

The idea of Luke dodging another brutal prison term felt utterly implausible.

Bella got wind of these details from Elisa later on.

Elisa also inquired whether Bella wanted to meet Luke and say her final goodbyes.

Bella responded, "We already bid farewells a while ago, even if it wasn't the most dignified parting. He's

the one who kept harassing me. That chapter of our lives ended quite a while back."

Observing Bella's reaction, Elisa chose not to delve further.

Since the day at the hotel, Luke had vanished from Bella's life.

Life carried on, and everything gradually settled into its familiar rhythm.