Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem



With their protection, Betty was in no danger at all!

"Keep an eye on Grandpa's side for me, will ya? I need to have a chat with your mom about your Granny's situation."

Elliot and Elijah nodded in unison, "Sure!"

The brothers kept watch, jotting down notes diligently.

Foes and allies were clearly marked for an easy reckoning tomorrow!

After the shareholders' meeting, they were determined to settle scores-repay the bad and reward the good!

In the backyard, Baby and Emmett were playing with Lan.

Pamela, basking in the sunshine from her wheelchair, watched them with joy, her mood brighter than it had been in ages.

Elysia stood behind Pamela, her mind heavy with concerns.

Seeing Tarquin approaching, she hurried over,

"Any news about Grandma?"

"Yeah, we've found her. She's safe for now. But to avoid tipping anyone off, we're going to wait until tomorrow's meeting to bring her back. It's a bit of a hassle for Grandma, but we'll get her soon."

Elysia nodded vigorously, relieved,

"That's great! Do Dad and Uncle know yet?"

Tarquin hesitated for a moment, "Not yet."

Elysia understood why and frowned slightly, clenching her fists.

Tarquin gently caressed her cheek to comfort her, "Just a little longer, we'll lay it all out tomorrow."

"Okay!"

That evening, when Elysia saw the bruises on Clayton's face and the storm of public opinion online, she couldn't bear to cry in front of Clayton and the Patel family. It wasn't until they were alone in bed that she allowed herself to weep in Tarquin's arms.

She clung to Tarquin's pajamas, burying her face in his chest, crying until she trembled.

The thought of her parents being hurt like this filled her with rage and pain!

No one was more eager to reunite with her parents than she was.

No one was more determined to avenge them and slap those scoundrels hard!

She wished she could confront them right now, tear them apart!

She was so angry, so hurt, and it was so hard to bear!

Elysia's pain was Tarquin's too.

He held her tight, his eyes blazing with fury.

Those who had hurt his Elysia like this would pay!

The next day, Elysia woke up before dawn, as if energized.

She got up to wash up, change clothes, and head to the Hawkins Group!

Tarquin checked the time; it wasn't even four in the morning yet.

He knew, after all this waiting, it was finally time to go into battle, and Elysia was thrilled!

But...

Tarquin pulled her back into his arms.

"The shareholders' meeting doesn't start until ten. We've got time."

"I'll get ready now, and then ask Emmett to disguise me."

"Silly, you don't need a disguise today."

Tarquin looked at her face, which bore a striking resemblance to Pamela's, and softly said, "Today, you're not Elysia from Jindale City; you're Irene from Oceanopolis."

Elysia's excitement grew even more at his words,

"Right, right, right, today I'm finally going to reunite with my parents! No more hiding!"

"Just listen to me and try to rest a bit more."

"I can't sleep!"

"How about I tell you a story? Or sing a song? Would you like to hear a story or a song?"

Elysia shook her head, "I don't want to listen to a song, nor do I want a story."

Tarquin, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, saw her restless excitement and decisively flipped over, pinning her beneath him.

"Since you're not in the mood for songs or stories, how about we do some exercise?"noveldrama

Elysia was startled, but before she could react, Tarquin's lips met hers.

With so much time to spare, rather than letting her anxieties run wild, why not engage in a more... diverting activity to shift her focus?