Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 9

As Tarquin’s gaze lingered on Elysia, there was a flicker of unplaceable light in his eyes.

It wasn’t that she was excessively beautiful, but something about this woman stirred a sense of familiarity within him–a nagging feeling that he had seen her somewhere before. Yet, after scrutinizing her features, no recollection surfaced.

Maintaining a stoic expression, Tarquin strode over to the conference table and took his seat. He noticed Elysia staring him down with an intensity that bordered on hostility, and he furrowed his brow in response.

Her kid had wrecked his car, and here she was, not begging for forgiveness, but daring to look at him with such defiance.

The woman had guts just like her son, he’d give her that.

“Why did you let your kid trash my car?” Tarquin accused the moment he spoke, pinning the blame squarely on Elysia.

sia, fists clenched and shaking with emotion, frowned upon hearing his words. It seemed that he didn’t recognize her.

Was it that he hadn’t seen her clearly that night, or was he feigning ignorance?

Uncertain whether this man was the brute from before, Elysia held back from any action.

rash

in check, she probed cautiously, “You… you don’t know

am?”

“Nope.”

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“Not at all?”

“Should I?”

a loss for words.

was going on?

to know her, and he didn’t seem to be lying. Even his voice was

After all, in a world of people with a nose and a pair of eyes,

her nerves and focused on the immediate issue at hand, “If you don’t know me, why did you

as Lowell chimed in, “The boss already told you–because your kid destroyed his

some mistake? We’ve just arrived in Jindale City from out of town today. How could my son have had the time to damage your

surveillance footage,”

events that had unfolded at the train station began to play on

him instantly. She couldn’t explain how the tires had been destroyed, but the scratches on the car were indeed the work of her