Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 182

It was obvious that Tarquin had noticed Elysla too

He had another sleepless night, tossing and turning in his bed, haunted by the memory of their unexpected kiss in the grocery store. The thought of seeing her this morning to make breakfast for Elijah set his blood boiling with initation. He didn’t want to deal with her, and because of that, he’d tormented himself all night long, caught in a tug–of–war between reaching out and staying silent.

Finally, without contacting her, he succumbed to a restless night of Insomnia.

When dawn broke, he didn’t quite know what drove him, but he found himself dressing and heading downstairs. Not really knowing what he was doing, he lit a cigarette to pass the time.

Before he could even finish smoking. Elysia appeared. It seemed, perhaps, he had come down just to wait for her.

They stood there, locking gazes, neither speaking nor stepping forward. A standoffish dance separated by a mere twenty feet

After what felt like an eternity, a cool breeze swept by, provoking a sneeze from Elysia

She had been too frugal to take a cab that day, riding over on Blossom’s electric scooter, now parked just outside the complex. Only those who’ve braved the crisp, bitter momings on a scooter could truly understand the mix of pain and pleasure it brought Even bundled up in a mask and hat, the chill cut through her,

“Achool”

Another sneeze wracked her body, a telltale sign of a cold nipping at her heels.

Tarquin frowned at her condition, his resolve wavering. Eventually, he snuffed out his cigarette and took the first step towards her.

As he approached, Elysia’s heartbeat quickened, a reflexive urge to retreat bubbling up inside her. His icy aura felt like a confrontation waiting to happen.

Clutching the thermos tighter, she stood her ground, straightening her spine, refusing to show weakness. She hadn’t done anything wrong, so why should she cower?

“Stand strong, and d your enemies weaken,” she reminded herself, clearing her throat and scowling as if to say, “I’m not afraid of you!”

Tarquin rolled his eyes and stopped in front of her. Noticing the thermos in her hand, his tone softened–relatively speaking, of course; he was still colder than most

“Bringing Elijah breakfast?” he asked, his voice carrying a hint of curiosity.

Yeah.

didn’t you let me know

things to do. I was just going to drop the

to see

up at him, wordlessly

As long as you don’t overstep, we won’t have a problem,

“I haven’t overstepped!”

personal life

widened at his words. Was he insinuating she was some

enjoys it. That’s your doing. We’ll stick to our agreement: a day’s meal counts as a day off your debt.

money, Elysia’s retort swallowed itself back

“What do you

mean?”

to his wellbeing. That’s worth something. We’ll deduct ten thousand a day from what you owe for now. Well settle

Elysia’s eyes sparkled.

before her seemed a bit more noble, even

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Targum stride up the

for moment before following with the thermos in her

elderly couple from the neighboring apartment descended, greeting them warmly,

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Elyta could

as they continued down