Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 40

Truth be told, Lowell had been hoping his boss would give up on searching for Elijah’s birth mother. After all, six years had slipped by without a trace, and the chances of finding her were slim to none.

And even if by some miracle she was found, what if she had moved on, married, and started a new family?

Knowing Tarquin, there was no way he’d force her to upend her life.

Lowell had been Tarquin’s right–hand man for years. The fact that he called him by his first name, rather than the formal ‘sir‘ expected between master and servant, spoke volumes

about their bond.

They were brothers in arms, sharing a camaraderie that was thicker than blood, and Lowell wanted nothing but the best for Tarquin.

Meanwhile, Elysia had arrived at Corbin’s hospital room.

Just a day apart, and the boy’s complexion had turned ghostly pale. He didn’t yell or scream; his eyes shut tight, his whole body quivering as he muttered incoherently to himself.

Mr. and Mrs. Denton, along with a flurry of lab–coated doctors, were all standing vigil in

the room.

The doctors were frantically poring over medical charts while Mrs. Denton wept as if her heart would break.

Elysia didn’t bother with pleasantries; she hurried over to check on Corbin’s condition.

unreadable

– every mo

speak, he suddenly woke with a start, screaming at

Mrs. Denton. “I need to be

trusted her implicitly and quickly ushered everyone out.

the door closed behind them, those outside could

family was on edge, and

You hardly know her. How can you trust

10:26

Denton, tears streaming down her face, was inconsolable. Mr. Denton sighed deeply. “What other choice do we have? We’ve consulted every expert available, and not one could offer a

was a last–ditch effort, hoping against hope.

brow furrowed with worry, his thoughts

had exhausted all medical avenues for Elijah, with no improvement in his condition. Any glimmer of hope was

events, he would have allowed Elysia

about half an hour,

calmed down now, says he’s hungry and would like

erupted

the first to snap back to reality, rushing into the room to find Corbin sitting on the bed, quietly looking up at her with his soft, childlike

to cover her mouth, not

hungry.

tears welled up in Mrs. Denton’s eyes. “Of course, pasta. Mommy will make