Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 173

When others got compliments, they beamed with pride. But when Tarquin was praised, it was as if he’d been catcalled.

A scowl was plastered across his face!

Even the janitor was too intimidated to clean around him, clutching her mop and scurrying away to tidier pastures.

The onlookers who’d been ogling him also quickly averted their gaze and pretended to be engrossed in something else.

Tarquin stormed into the supermarket, his expression as dark as a thundercloud.

It had been ages since he’d set foot in a supermarket and the bustling chaos inside made him furrow his brow in disdain.

He cherished his peace and quiet and loathed the noisy crowds.

But for the sake of following Elysia, he endured,

shopping cart, determined to buy whatever she bought.

headed for the fruit section, picking up bananas and… what was that

to draw attention, he

was the vegetable aisle. Elysia went for cabbage, Tarquin did the same. She chose broccoli; he added it to

spices and condiments, and he doggedly followed

eyes constantly on her. Yet every time she

build, and extraordinary aura were impossible to ignore. Plus, his behavior was

didn’t, why on earth was he copying

he even followed her to the personal care section, grabbing

help but whisper to Elysia, “Miss, that gentleman must be your husband, right? Did you two have a spat?”

“Huh?”

Especially since your man is such a catch! Have you seen the way those girls have been eyeing him since he walked in? You let him go today, and they’ll pounce right away. And sure, you’re gorgeous too, but a handsome guy like that is rare. Most men out there are

utterly confused. Husband?

swiftly but saw no