Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 129

Tarquin furrowed his brow, his face a mask of impatience. “What now?”

Elysia stood frozen, disbelief etching her features. “You drag me out of bed at the crack of dawn to cook, and now you want to sleep?”

Without a word, Tarquin’s frown deepened.

Last night, after meeting Elysia, he had brought Elijah over, then spent the entire night perched on the living room couch.

His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts about his mother, Elijah’s illness, and the woman who haunted his heart.

Sleep had eluded him all night.

That’s why he had sought out Elysia so early.

Elysia, unaware of his turmoil, felt a surge of indignation. He had deprived her of sleep, only to now claim it for himself. “Is this how you treat people? If you’re tired, sleep in and then call for me. Instead, you drag me here and decide to snooze off. What am I to you, huh? I…”

“A debt peon.”

Her brewing speech was cut short by his rebuke, silencing her mid–vent.

“Fine! You’re the big shot! You’re the boss! Happy now?” she shot back, unable to contain her irritation.

“If you’re not happy, pay off your debt,” Tarquin retorted coolly.

Elysia was livid.

of yours saw me unhappy? I’m totally content, and I’ll

know!”

you’re content, watch your

to slap him into

you want?”

anger. “What do you want for breakfast?

not me. Figure it out

I supposed to know what

need flattery; it’s pointless and

to flatter you! I want to know

brow creased. Elijah wasn’t particular about anything except his mother. He showed little

in anything else.

“Just make whatever!”

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loud bang. Tarquin closed the bedroom

again, and he warned, “I’ve got an hour left to sleep. Don’t disturb me.”

her

with the urge to hit someone? Right

to get rid of him without facing the consequences? Looking

she couldn’t come up with

internally. Don’t let anger get the best of you… Stay cool,