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.

he’d return meant not knowing when

move on

though. She tried reaching out to Tarquin a few more times, but to no avail. Dejected,

kids‘ school registration, and

for her, and her bank account was running on fumes.

and Evan’s lookalike and the mountain of debt he’d

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

five, bolted across the street like a bat out of hell and whizzed

cars screeched, horns blared, and the air was

1/2

shouts and screams.

up their wild offspring, who was having none of it. The little tyke was throwing a fit and howling at onlookers and passersby. While he was howling, he was also taking

the car a piece of his mind, he turned on himself, smacking his own face and scratching like he was trying to

up, but the kid

this and didn’t feel right. She darted over.

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

eye level with the boy and opened her