Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem



The phone connected, and Lowell was on the verge of tears.

"Tarquin, where have you been?! The meeting's only halfway through!"

At the company, a crucial executive meeting was in session when Tarquin suddenly stood up and left.

Lowell and the other executives thought he had just gone to the restroom or perhaps stepped out to make an urgent call.

But forty-odd minutes had passed, and he hadn't returned!

Everyone was panicking, one after another pressuring Lowell to track him down. Lowell was at his wit's end!

Little did they know, Tarquin had left to find Elysia.

"Let them wait, I'll be back in an hour," Tarquin said, his voice cold.

"An hour? Where are you... beep beep..."

The call had been cut off. Lowell, speechless and helpless, didn't dare to call back. He braced himself and returned to the boardroom.

The executives immediately bombarded him, "Did you get hold of him? Where's Mr. Bradford?"

Lowell tried to explain, "I'm not entirely sure. I heard Tarquin's voice, he was panting, a bit hoarse, like he was... exercising!"

Everyone: "Exercising?!"

"Yeah, like he was out for a run."

The last executive to present was terrified.

"Good heavens, when Mr. Bradford left, I noticed he looked really upset. He wasn't mad at me, was he? Mad enough to go for a run to cool off but not wanting to fire me because I've been here so long?"

Lowell twitched awkwardly,

"Don't jump to conclusions; it surely wasn't about you."

You're not that influential to send Tarquin off on a run. If he was angry with you, he'd have told you straight.

Meanwhile, at Future Community.

It took Elysia a moment to come back to her senses. She slowly opened her eyes, only to meet Tarquin's intense and dangerous gaze.

Elysia bolted from his embrace, pressing herself against the car door, her breathing short, her face flushed,

"You... you jerk!"noveldrama

Tarquin squinted,

"Calling me a jerk, yet you still don't listen. Seems I've been too soft on you."

"Soft my foot!" Elysia cursed, beyond frustrated.

Her tongue was still numb, her lips felt nothing. Where was his so-called gentleness?

Tarquin rarely heard her swear. Instead of getting angry, he actually laughed,

"Not teaching you a lesson, you'd never learn. I warned you this morning to stay away from Keith, and by lunch, you're dining together! Did you take my words for the wind, or did you think I was just scaring you?"

Elysia paused, then argued,

"It wasn't me who invited him! We had just finished cooking lunch when Keith suddenly showed up with a cake, and Blossom invited him in..." Elysia huffed, trying to prove her innocence.

But Tarquin already knew. Elijah had reported to him, and he was aware of what Keith had said to the kids.

Tarquin asked her, "Did you tell Blossom about Keith?"

"Not yet, I haven't figured out how to say it, especially since you don't have proof that Keith is trouble. For all we know, Blossom might think you're just trying to smear Keith."

"Then don't say anything yet."

He'd find a chance to talk to her. He'd been wanting to meet her anyway.

As for the mystery person, Blossom was a prime suspect!

Elysia mumbled, "Then if Blossom is the reason I have to interact with Keith, you can't blame me! And you can't blame Blossom!"

Tarquin said, "If you can't avoid him and have to interact, you need to tell me in advance."

Elysia was not pleased at all.