Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 18

Lowell had been riding shotgun with Tarquin for years and had a pretty good bead on the guy. He knew the score about Tarquin’s reluctance to sign the divorce papers.

So, when Tarquin brushed off the suggestion of a video call with his estranged wife, Lowell didn’t bat an eyelid. Instead, he just threw out a casual suggestion, “Maybe a video call would convince her more? I’m not sure that Mrs. Bradford will believe the words sent.”

“No need,” Tarquin barked back with a scoff.

Why to waste his breath on someone who’s nothing but a footnote?

So that was Tarquin’s outright refusal.

After all, he was oblivious to the fact that the woman was the very one he’d been searching for high and low.

“And another thing, stop calling her ‘Mrs. Bradford‘. There’s only one lady who deserves that title. Anyone else doesn’t even come close.” Tarquin added.

Lowell bit his tongue. He knew the “lady Tarquin was talking about was none other than Elijah’s biological mother.

“Got

e replied.

was gobsmacked at Tarquin’s response. Not knowing when he’d return meant not knowing when she

on with her kids in

times, but to no avail. Dejected, she

registration, and without that, their education was as

her, and her bank account was running

then there was that Elliot and Evan’s lookalike and the mountain of debt he’d saddled her

head spun. Seeking a moment of solace, she plopped down under a canopy of trees, not wanting to bring her cloud

tot, no more than four or five, bolted across the street like a

broke loose as cars screeched, horns blared, and

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shouts and screams.

parents dashed into the fray, trying to scoop up their wild offspring, who was having none of it. The little tyke was throwing a fit and

piece of his mind, he turned on himself, smacking his own face and scratching like he

the kid was

watched this and didn’t feel

furious. The father’s face flushed red

toward the boy. She squatted down to eye level with the boy and