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.

happy? Which eye of yours saw me unhappy?

know!”

you’re content, watch your

She was itching to slap

do you want?” he finally

“What do you want for breakfast? What should I make?”

the cook, not me.

to know what you like?”

don’t need flattery; it’s pointless and

flatter you! I want to

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

in anything else.

“Just make whatever!”

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bang. Tarquin

retort when the door swung open again, and he warned, “I’ve got an hour left to sleep. Don’t disturb me.”

was left gritting her teeth in rage.

deal with the urge to hit

knows a way to get rid of him without facing the consequences? Looking for advice,

at the doorway, she couldn’t come

get the best of you… Stay cool, a