Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 183

Elysia wasn’t bringing Elijah meals for the cash, but who in their right mind would pass up easy money? Ton grand a day, even just to break even, made the future seem a bit bughter.

“Did he eat all of last night’s dinner?” Elysia asked, taking the initiative.

“Yep, licked the plate clean. He really dug the dishes.”

“Alright, I whip up another batch for lunch.”

Under the spell of potential prosperity, Elysia found herself growing softer

Another gust of cold wind swept by, and she couldn’t help but sniffle, her nose turning a rosy red from the chill.

Tarquin watched her for a few seconds, his brow furrowed. “Come in with me”

He tumed and headed towards the apartment building entrance.

Elysia humed to clarify, “I’d rather not go in, just in case Elijah wakes up and throws a fit seeing me

“He won’t be up till six thirty

It was just past six

Still, Elysia hesitated to enter. With

Elijah asleep, it would be just the two of them alone in that room – it just didn’t seem proper.

Tarquin, already at the entrance, glanced back to see her standing still, his expression growing more stem..

grab some

she asked, puzzled.

up the stairs

hesitated for a moment before following with the

elderly couple from the neighboring apartment descended, greeting

is this your wife? What a

Elysia felt awkward.

replied politely to the seniors, “She’s

Not your wife, then who might

“The housekeeper.”

a bit embarrassed and chuckled as they continued down the

could still hear their

perfect together, a match

heaven are a dime a dozen,

all meant to be.”

know? They’re destined to

by fate itself.”

at the doorstep,

the stairs, muttering under her

the housekeeper? Want to be my wife

nonsense are you

remained impassive. “Good, because you’re not my

into the apartment after

contents of the thermos over his