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.

more than Keaton’s ex–water under the

off the hook, Elysia wasn’t one to argue, especially considering

Her potential divorce from Tarquin might very well hinge

on his assistance.

air, Elysia offered her

seized the truce eagerly, “You’re younger than me, so I’ll just call you Elysia, alright? You are, without a doubt, the most understanding and level–headed woman I’ve

go falling for me

her mix of suspicion and distaste. He knew all too well the number of girls who would kill for his attention, but Elysia was out

you, that’s all,” Keaton backpedaled, “With my sister breathing down my neck,

reported today’s incident to the police. They’ve already taken statement. I hope you won’t cover for Oriana.”

might shield Oriana, allowing her to

have my word, I won’t cover for her,” Keaton

my

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

Keaton, ever the gentleman,

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