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.

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he’d return meant not

she supposed to move on

a few more times, but to no

sort out the kids‘ school registration, and without that, their education was as

for her, and

and the mountain of debt he’d

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

or five, bolted across the street like

loose as cars screeched, horns blared, and

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shouts and screams.

it. The little tyke was throwing a fit and howling at onlookers and passersby. While he was howling, he was also

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

up, but the kid was all fists and teeth and growling like an

and didn’t feel

wrenched away from his father, who was so angry and furious. The father’s face flushed

you’ll regret.” Elysia said as she looked toward the boy. She squatted down to eye level with the boy and opened her arms in a gesture of peace,