Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 31

Evan lurked in the shadows, seething with rage.

If it weren’t for his big brother’s instruction to covertly protect Mom but not reveal himself unless absolutely necessary, he would have dashed out there already.

Seeing those three bodyguards gaining on Elysia, Evan whipped out the darts he always carried and threw them with precision.

The darts hit the mark, embedding in the thighs of the three men, who grunted and toppled to the ground in unison.

Evan watched Elysia hail a cab and leave before he could relax.

Masking his face, he clenched his fists and drew the beaten bodyguards towards a clump of trees by the roadside.

Striking from behind, he gave them a good thrashing, crackling and popping like firecrackers.

Dare to harm his precious Mom? Were they looking for an early grave?

After delivering the beatdown, Evan turned to look for Nola.

Nola, having twisted her ankle, still hadn’t managed to get up.

Evan hopped and skipped towards her yelling from afar, “Excuse me, ma’am, coming through, you’re blocking the way!”

Nola turned to see Evan sprinting towards her like a rocket.

If he hit her, wouldn’t she be in a world of pain?

rascal, slow down…

Nola over and sending

small, he was trained in martial arts and tough

Ahhh,

to. I was practicing my sprint and couldn’t brake in time. Are you

Ma’am?

livid, “You little brat, who are you calling

ma’am? Would you prefer

shrieked, “Call me ‘miss“!”

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age. Don’t be mad, ma’am;

1. up.

deliberately stepping

Evan away, but

on her sprained ankle.

‘crack‘, he pressed down,

fainted from the

off his hands, and snorted coldly at Nola. His mom always said women, the elderly,

women didn’t qualify as women at

a woman? No.

dealt with a she–devil, a monster,

tongue out