Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 158

Keaton’s hair was a tousled mess, a clear sign that he’d just rolled out of bed in a hurry. His usually perfect hair was in wild disarray as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes and tried to make sense of the commation.

“What the hell is going on here?”

Oriana was on the floor, her body shaking like a leaf in a storm, tears streaming down her face. When she saw Keaton, it was as if she had seen an angel. She finally allowed herself to cry out, “Mr. Huber, please, save me! Oh God, save me.”

Keaton glanced at her briefly before his eyes found Elysia cradled in Tarquin’s arms. His heart raced with panic. “What in the world happened?”

Lowell looked at him with pity

“Your ex–girlfriend’s a real piece of work! Keep her in line, will ya? I never want to see her face again!” Tarquin’s roar was so fierce it could have blown the roof off the building.

Anyone who knew Tarquin knew that he was seriously pissed off. This wasn’t just anger, this was fury.

Keaton stood there, dazed, watching Tarquin’s retreating back. Lowell leaned in and whispered, “That ex of yours kidnapped Ms. Thorne and brought a gang to… well, you know. Tarquin was supposed to meet Ms. Thorne for coffee and couldn’t get ahold of her. He went to her place and found out what happened. Man, you need to sort this mess out. Tarquin’s really furious. Your ex… she’s really something else”

away. He didn’t even mention that

normally warm brown eyes now

unstoppable as she shook her head. “I’m sorry, Mr.

You blame others

“L… I just…..

had the gall to mess with

“Tarquin? Tarquin Bradford?”

“Who else?”

met Tarquin, so she didn’t

please, I didn’t mean to, I swear. I didn’t

devoid of any sympathy, “Ever hear the saying ‘Play stupid games, win stupid

Oriana gasped.

one, ‘You reap what you sow.”

Keaton’s gaze

you, don’t kill me! It was all Nola’s idea. She said she would help me get even. She told me if I could force Ms. Thorne to confess to Gage’s mess,