Landing on Her Heart: Mr. Warner, Let's Get Back Together!-Chapter 198: There’s a Mole on Her Butt

Annelise paid no attention to what Renee said, directly getting out of bed to change her clothes.

"After changing, get lost, and remember this: they’ve already registered their marriage. Don’t cause any trouble, and stop using the child to threaten Elias. He doesn’t know the child is his, and if I find out you’ve told him about this child, you’ll regret it. You can start preparing to collect the child’s corpse!"

Renee snorted coldly, glancing at Annelise.

She couldn’t stand Annelise the most.

In her eyes, Annelise was very scheming.

From the moment Annelise heard Renee say that Sylvia Lowell and Elias Warner had already gone to the civil affairs bureau, her heart felt as if it had been hollowed out.

She had no heart to listen to what Renee was saying.

She only saw Renee’s hideous expression.

She wanted to escape, but all these years, she had been tormented by this person, this expression.

Now she was finally about to be free, yet it felt like she was finally about to be tortured to death.

The emotional support she had built up over so many years suddenly dissipated in an instant.

When Annelise left the Whitlock Estate, she felt like a walking corpse.

She wandered along the highway.

Several times, she almost got hit by cars.

A car sped towards her, and Annelise not only did not avoid it but leaned closer to the center.

"Screech," after the sharp sound of brakes, the driver stabilized his expression and shouted at Annelise, "Do you want to die? If you plan to suicide, don’t harm others! Seriously!"

The driver cursed and left.

Annelise couldn’t care less; for the first time, she felt heartache at the complete loss of Elias Warner.

Originally, she thought this pain was something she could endure.

But now her whole body felt hollowed out.

Her mind was filled with shadows of Elias Warner from five years ago, even from her youthful days.

"Annelise, once we graduate, will you marry me?"

"I will take care of you for a lifetime, rest assured. As long as I, Elias Warner, have a bite to eat, I will never let you, Annelise Winter, go hungry!"

"Even if I’m not a member of the Warner Family, I can live as an ordinary person, delivering food or whatever, I won’t let you and the baby go hungry!"

These voices echoed in Erin Winter’s ears.

Tears slid down her cheeks.

After struggling for five years, her love was shattered in time by Renee and herself, never to return.

In the end, the man she loved deeply became someone else’s husband.

The car’s horn blared fiercely in her ears.

She didn’t care.

Until she was pulled back from the road by a pair of strong hands, did she come to her senses.

She looked up to see that familiar face and thought it was an illusion caused by her excessive sadness.

"Elias Warner?"

She was pleasantly surprised yet confused.

"What? Standing in the middle of the road not wanting to live?"

Elias Warner looked at her haggard appearance, feeling endless heartache.

Annelise shook off his hand, steadied herself, and asked coldly, "Aren’t you getting the marriage license with Sylvia Lowell? Isn’t today your wedding? What are you doing here?"

"What? Do you hope I get married, or do you not want me to? With that lost look, could you be heartbroken?"

Elias Warner pinched Annelise’s chin with both hands, sneering.

"Heartbroken? Me? Am I heartbroken?"

Annelise just wanted to quickly confirm whether or not he had registered with Sylvia Lowell.

She looked into the car behind Elias Warner, but Sylvia Lowell was nowhere to be seen.

Just now, she thought they had returned from getting the marriage certificate.

So where was Sylvia Lowell?

"What are you looking at? Get in the car!"

Elias Warner frowned, pulling Annelise into the car.

"Aren’t you supposed to get married today? Why are you asking me to get in the car?"

Annelise asked again; her heart was filled with too many doubts.

If Elias Warner hadn’t married Sylvia Lowell, yet the high-end custom suit he was wearing was something she had never seen before.

It must have been prepared for an important day long ago.

The black custom suit fit perfectly, the shoulder line was straight without being bulky, the waist design accentuated the wide-shouldered, narrow-waisted silhouette more sharply. He placed one hand on the leather steering wheel, his fingers tapping gently, the sleeve slipping slightly with the turn to reveal the silver cuff of the bespoke shirt.

More handsome and spirited than ever.

It seems that for this marriage registration, he did plenty of preparation in advance.

Marrying Sylvia Lowell, he must be very satisfied, right?

They should fit together well in bed too, right?

Last night, she clearly heard...

Annelise bit her lip, lightly tapping her fingers.

Her palms were marked red from the tapping.

"Screech," the car suddenly stopped.

It startled her.

While driving, Elias Warner noticed Annelise getting absent-minded.

He himself got distracted just now and almost hit someone.

He stopped the car, taking a deep, calming breath.

This suit, he had prepared long ago, five years already.

He remembered clearly, that day, after being with her, he promised he would give her a perfect wedding.

That he would marry her properly and raise a family.

Even though he pleaded with his father, eventually getting permission to marry her, the result was her betrayal with Chase Perry.

This suit, he had flown privately to Pariden last night, to find Designer John to tailor it during the fashion week.

Five years went by in a flash, and today is the first time I’m wearing it.

There’s also a bridal dress that’s been tucked away; it should see the light of day soon.

He took a deep breath.

No matter what, this time he won’t let the woman in front of him slip away, no matter what!!

Snapping back to himself, he realized he’d suddenly stopped the car, right in front of the civil affairs bureau.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom was very eye-catching.

It instantly drew the attention of the people at the civil affairs bureau.

"Look, that guy is so handsome!"

"Yeah, yeah, he’s so handsome! How come I’ve never met a rich and handsome man like that? Boo-hoo-hoo!"

"Is this guy here to get a marriage certificate? I want to see what the bride looks like, I’m so envious of her!"

"Boo-hoo, why isn’t the bride me!"

"You’re dreaming!"

"Look, look, is that handsome guy’s bride? I’m so envious, she has such a great figure!"

"That face could be a movie star!"

"Hmm, this woman looks familiar, isn’t she the ambassador for Kybourne South Air?"

"Ah, really? Then who is the guy?"

"I dunno, but he doesn’t seem like a simple character!"

When Elias Warner pulled Annelise Winter into the civil affairs bureau, the gossiping group suddenly fell silent.

Sylvia Lowell had just seen them talking, curious about who they were discussing.

But when she peeked from the entrance, she saw Elias Warner and Annelise Winter arriving together.

Annelise was also surprised when she saw Sylvia Lowell.

She was just lost in thought, wondering why Elias Warner would bring her here.

It seems he wanted her to witness them getting their marriage certificate!

A heart that had just regained its calm suddenly shattered.

She stood still, as if her feet refused to move forward.

Sylvia Lowell’s feelings were similarly turbulent; when she’d first heard the people at the civil affairs bureau mistakenly think Annelise was Elias Warner’s bride, she couldn’t remain calm.

If Elias Warner weren’t here, she’d definitely make Annelise look miserable.

"Elias, we’re getting our marriage certificate. Are you having Annelise come to bear witness?"

Sylvia mocked.

She glanced at Annelise.

Since she was the one marrying Elias Warner today, she might as well let Annelise watch.

"Yes, the marriage certificate! I’m definitely getting married today!" Elias Warner took his household registration booklet out of his pocket.

Annelise’s ears were buzzing.

Elias’s words exploded in her mind.

She couldn’t hear anything clearly anymore.

Sylvia Lowell was overjoyed.

She stared at the high-end suit Elias Warner was wearing.

She could tell at a glance that this suit was a custom design by the famous Designer John from Pariden Fashion Week.

Indeed, Elias Warner put a lot of thought into marrying her.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone all the way to Paris to order custom suits just for the wedding.

Sylvia was delighted; Elias Warner valued her to such an extent.

"Elias, your suit looks amazing today!" Sylvia praised as she stepped forward to take his arm.

"Let’s go, let’s get our marriage certificate!"

Sylvia and Elias sat in front of the civil affairs bureau official.

Annelise wanted to turn and leave, but her feet wouldn’t move.

Her mind was in complete turmoil.

Two little figures inside her were fighting.

A said: "Annelise, you’ve waited five years, loved him for five years, and even had a child for him. Are you really going to watch him marry someone else? Don’t you owe it to your love? Don’t you owe it to Luna?"

B said: "Let it go, let each other go, you’ll have no future, getting married will only make you suffer more, and Luna will face life-threatening danger!"

Her head ached terribly, as if it would explode.

She saw the two sit before the official.

The official was ready to stamp the marriage seal.

She rushed toward them.

No, she couldn’t!

She shouted in her heart.

Suddenly, a man burst through the door, rushing to Sylvia’s side first.

"Sylvie, what are you doing? Are you marrying him today? Didn’t you promise to marry me?"

The man, in a white suit, held flowers, thrusting them into Sylvia’s arms, and pulled her toward the outside.

"Elias..." Sylvia was a little flustered.

This was someone she dated while abroad; how did he suddenly return?

This man was so persistent, she’d finally tricked him into disappearing so he couldn’t find her.

How could he show up during her engagement to Elias Warner? It’s so annoying!

This must’ve been deliberate.

The man tried to drag Sylvia to the car outside the civil affairs bureau.

She gripped the car door, refusing to leave.

Inside the civil affairs bureau, she shouted to Elias Warner: "Elias, listen to my explanation, I don’t know him at all! Save me, Elias, I really don’t know him!"

"Sylvia Lowell, you harlot, have you forgotten how you seduced me and slept with me every night when you were abroad? Shall I tell everyone about the mole above your butt?"