Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 5

Elliot couldn’t intervene in time and could only rush over with a look of distress to help

Emmett up.

“Where does it hurt, buddy?” he asked, gently propping his little brother.

“Here… and here.” Emmett sobbed, pointing to his backside and shin.

Elliot rolled up Emmett’s jeans for a quick look and was shocked, “Holy smokes!”

A large bruise was blossoming on Emmett’s pale leg, a deep purple mark that stood out starkly against his skin.

Elliot clenched his fists, fuming. He had wanted to keep his brother Evan from stirring up trouble, but now it seemed he wouldn’t just stand by; he was also ready to let him off the leash.

Someone thought they could bully Emmett and get away with it? Emmett had his back!

lright, Emmett. I’m here. Let me blow on it, and the pain will go away,” Elliot consoled.

Emmett nodded in aggravation, “…Okay.”

Meanwhile, Evan had chased Nola out of the train station.

Upon seeing her trying to get into her car, he dashed in front of her and puffed up like a little bulldog.

you the nerve to pick

Witch?

eyebrows knitted in anger as she glared at Evan. She wanted to

into next week!

and show off her ‘affection‘ for children. So she shot Evan several death glares and hissed, “Who are you calling a witch?!”

beyond saving!” Evan retorted, then pulled out a pocketknife and

saw the fresh marks on her sleek

is when you did this? You’re playing with

Nola on a wild goose chase around the car like a

was watching the scene unfold from the car seat. Frowning, he said to his assistant Lowell, “Go check it

“Right.”

step out

Bang! Bang! Bang!”

a heavy thud made

the top of her lungs.

of the car. The sight before

out, smoking and rolling away from the vehicle. The luxury car lay lifeless on the ground like a dead

than Tarquin’s waist and hiding behind a mask, stood in front of Nola and puffed from his chest, “I’m new in town today, so I won’t get serious with you this time. But if you dare mess with my brother again, I won’t be so nice! Ugly! Old!

And he still called it something unserious? Then what kind of havoc would he wreak if he got serious? Who did this little rascal belong

heel to leave.