Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 167

The hospital room was now a solitary sanctuary for Elysia, the hum of the fluorescent lights above a steady companion.

Blossom went to pick up the boys, a routine as familiar as the back of her hand.

The police had come and gone, their questions and Elysia’s answers now just echo in the sterile space.

When Keaton walked in, Elysia couldn’t help but furrow her brow in instinctive disapproval.

Keaton, caught in an awkward moment, tried to break the ice with a sheepish grin. “Hey there.”

Elysia eyed him warily, letting silence speak volumes.

Clearing his throat to pierce the silence, Keaton set down an expensive–looking gift beside her bed and took a seat, resembling a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

“Look, about today… I apologize. I had no idea Oriana could be such a drama queen! I messed up, and I’m

sorry.”

Elysia’s expression softened slightly at his seemingly sincere contrition. After all, it wasn’t his face that needed slapping–it was Oriana’s, and she wasn’t even here.

than Keaton’s ex–water under

he was off the hook, Elysia wasn’t one

from him. Her potential divorce from Tarquin might very

on his assistance.

offered her olive

are, without a doubt, the most understanding and

shot back instantly, “Don’t go falling for me now.”

the number of girls who would kill for his attention, but Elysia was out of his league–firstly, his sister would never have it, and secondly, Elysia was Tarquin’s territory.

backpedaled, “With my sister breathing down

slightly, “I’ve reported today’s incident to the police. They’ve already taken

shield Oriana, allowing her

I won’t cover for her,” Keaton pledged

my

the subject of Tarquin, while Keaton wondered how to tell her about Elijah’s

and Keaton, ever the gentleman, insisted, “You first, ladies first.”

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