Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 125

Elysia snatched up her phone with a huff, only to see an unfamiliar number flashing on the screen. Annoyed, she promptly hung up.

But the caller was persistent and dialed again immediately.

With a scowl, Elysia answered, “What?! Who is this?”

“Get downstairs! You’ve got ten minutes!” a frigid voice commanded from the other end before the call abruptly ended.

Elysia was instantly wide awake. That jerk made the call!

“Who was that?” Blossom mumbled groggily. She was barely lifting her eyelids and still yawning as she asked.

Elysia fought to keep her temper in check, “Nobody. Go back to sleep, it’s only five in the morning.”

“Oh,” Blossom yawned and drifted back off.

Elysia, clutching her phone, stomped into the living room and onto the balcony to call back, her voice a hushed roar. “Are you out of your mind? Didn’t I tell you not to come around this early? Look at the time! You’re gonna get what’s coming to you for waking people up. Things will all come back to you!”

“You’ve got eight minutes. If you’re not down, I’m coming up to get you.

Gritting her teeth, Elysia spat back, “You win!”

up. After checking on the kids and planting

she saw no sign of a

the area, a car horn beeped. It was coming from a nondescript Volkswagen parked on the street, which she glanced

was loaded; he wouldn’t be caught dead in

Tarquin’s voice snapped as he rolled down

actually showed up

when did Mr. Moneybags roll up in such a

seat, immediately launching into a tirade, “What’s your game by torturing me at this ungodly hour? Even the roosters are still snoozing.”

pulled away

his head and continued, “We didn’t finish our talk last night. Let’s lay it out now. I can look after your son, but I won’t make any promises about my schedule. I’m not planning to stick around Jindale City for long and not sure when I’ll leave. When I’m ready to leave. you can’t stop

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live–In nanny. I have my own kids and life to deal with, so I can’t be at your beck and call 24/7. You need to let me head home by six every evening. And If something comes up during the day, I need to be able to leave at a

just drove in silence.

clenched her jaw, “If you don’t say anything, I’ll take it as you agree. Plus, I won’t work for

a good job, and it’s ten grand a day.” Tarquin cut

blinking at him in

“Ten thousand.”

A day?”