We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Bella must have been frozen stiff earlier. Now that she suddenly came into contact with hot water, she felt shivers run down her
spine, and there was also a scalding sensation on the top of her feet.
Seeing the situation, Mike gave a smile.
“You haven’t told me yet; how did you end up here? Are you really here to unwind?”
Evidently, she didn’t believe that such coincidences could happen in this world.
His mouth opened to reveal eight teeth as he smiled brilliantly.
“If not?” he countered, leaving her at a loss for words.
As Mike moved closer again, Bella crossed her arms over her chest and watched him warily, asking, “What are you doing?”
He looked her up and down. “Surely you don’t think I’m here to stalk you, do you, Ms. Wickam?”
Her face turned slightly red, and her voice didn’t sound natural either.
“N-No.” Staring at him, she emphasized again, “I don’t think that way.”
Mike shrugged and created some distance between the two of them. Only then did Bella feel a sense of relief.
Then, he said, “It’s indeed a coincidence, but I’m quite happy to have met you here.”
Her pupils dilated a little.
It was an hour later when they exited the hot springs. It was not advisable to soak in the hot springs for too long, so an hour was
pretty much the limit.
The group appeared in synchrony at the fish spa.
The little fish here, who nibbled on skin, were changed daily. It was said that they feed on dead skin.
It was quite a ticklish sensation. The bites of bigger fish would sting, but they were bearable, all within acceptable limits.
The indoor fish spa had a heater, and everyone was still draped in bathrobes. Hence, even though they were only immersed up
to their lower bodies in the room-temperature water, they didn’t feel cold.

The group had already ceased fighting, but due to the events that had transpired, everyone felt a bit uneasy, creating an
awkward atmosphere.
That was particularly apparent between Elisa and Gareth. It seemed as if the Milky Way separated them, drawing a clear
boundary between men and women.
To the left of Elisa was Rachel, far to her right was Gareth, and to the right of Gareth was Vincent.
As nobody spoke, the atmosphere was rather odd.
Seeing Bella arrive, Rachel invited the former to sit down quickly while her gaze shifted toward Mike.
Lowering her voice and with a mysterious expression, she asked Bella, “Do they also offer that kind of service here?”
Bella blinked, looking at Rachel with a somewhat puzzled expression. “What kind of service?”
Just as Rachel was about to say something, Elisa poked the former, so Rachel reluctantly shut up.
Elisa looked at Mike. “What a coincidence to run into you here.”
He politely nodded to her. “Indeed, Ms. Benett. What a coincidence.”
With a half-smile, Elisa peered at Mike, probably thinking that such a coincidence was unlikely.
He, too, maintained a neither supercilious nor obsequious demeanor.
This so-called coincidence is nothing more than one’s intentional arrangement.
However, Elisa didn’t voice her thoughts, for from what she could see now, Mike didn’t seem to have any ill intentions.
Just let him be, then.
At last, Rachel had a realization. “Oh! So he’s an employee of your company? That’s indeed quite a coincidence. How about we
spend the rest of our itinerary together?”
Before Mike could respond, Vincent couldn’t help but interrupt, “What’s left on the itinerary? Aren’t we leaving after the soak?”

Rachel rolled her eyes, clearly still upset about him using a water gun on her earlier. “I just decided. Is there a problem? If you
have something else to do, you can always leave first, Vincent the Great Lawyer. No one is stopping you.”