Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 64

Tarquin seemed to have a distaste for her that ran deeper than the Mariana Trench. One would think he’d want to steer clear of her entirely, to draw a thick line in the sand

between them.

Yet, against all odds, he was sticking around like a burr on wool. It was as baffling as a snowstorm in July.

“You know what, he’s just bullying you. Spill the beans. Who is he, exactly? My folks will have a word or two on your behalf.”

Blossom’s parents were university professors, mentors to a legion of successful students spread across various industries, boasting an extensive network of connections. Thought them Blythe family wasn’t considered Jindale City’s cream of the crop, their reputation soared high in all circles.

Had they not been the embodiment of humility, they’d be a household name in Jindale City.

Elysia, however, shook her head. She knew better than to drag the Blythe family into a mess with the Bradfords, a family whose reputation in Jindale City was as murky as a stormy sea.

Rumors swirled that the Bradfords had more skeletons in their closet than a cemetery. Climbing to the top of the wealth ladder in this city was no cakewalk; they had their fingers in political and commercial pies alike, their reach extending into both the lawful and the underbelly of society.

And there was still the matter of a nondisclosure agreement in place; her lips were sealed. “I’ll handle the divorce on my own. If things truly hit rock bottom, then I’ll seek help from your folks.”

a sigh. “Alright,

tell me if

sharpest tool in the shed, but my parents sure

comfortable, never too clingy nor too distant.

Gratefully, Elysia nodded.

“I’ve gotta be honest, those three tykes don’t take after you much. They’re the spitting image of their deadbeat dad. Alas, if only he were a stand–up guy, you two

cut her off swiftly, “Don’t even go there.

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how he’d coerced her, shattering her life to pieces. Not to mention his Icy demeanor – no matter how handsome, it was as inviting

with him would be akin to dining with the Grim Reaper- no, thank you!

the disdain was

up Cupid’s temple in a past life or something? Is that why your love life’s a carousel of jerks? That ex–husband of

three little gems are the best boys anyone could ask for.”

of the children. “That’s the

words; if they went public, they’d be should