Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 113

Tarquin flung the couch pillow at Keaton, but it wasn’t enough to vent his fury, so he grabbed the coffee mug from the table and hurled it next.

Keaton dodged with ease, whipping out his phone and snapping a few photos.

“Think twice next time you try to backstab me, buddy. This right here is proof you got whooped by a dame. If I post this in our guys‘ group chat, let’s see how you hold your head up then. The CEO of Bradford Group getting his butt kicked by a little lady, ha!”

With that snarky comment, Keaton bolted before Tarquin could turn him into mincemeat.

Tarquin was fuming, his chest heaving with rage. “Keaton, you better hope I never lay eyes on you again!”

Lowell just stood there, silent. Sure, the scratch marks on Tarquin’s neck looked pitiful, but who was to blame? He knew Elysia’s kids were her life, yet he dared to use them as leverage. That’s practically begging for a beatdown!

Sure, Elysia scratched him up, and that was a bit sad, but sympathy was the last thing he deserved.

Elysia headed to the seventh floor, not bothering to look for Blossom and the kids immediately. She sat alone in the cinema’s lounge area, seething with anger that coursed through every organ.

That dog of a man!

How could he stoop so low?

her, she had the fortitude of a saint. Any other mom finding out

beyond redemption!

interest in getting close to him, but he refused to

it!

be a third time.

straw. If he dared to pull another stunt, she wouldn’t

the mountains, she didn’t just study child psychology; medicine was

not push her to

in thought, Elysia was startled when Blossom suddenly

what are you doing sitting

here?

tucked away in a VIP room I booked. It’s just us in there, with a waiter at the door to keep out strangers. The

09:40

to see that wild man, so I

of the bed today, ran into a bunch of

a fight? What do

her cronies, leaving Blossom’s eyes wide