Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 210

“Hey…” Tarquin said, hoping to offer Elysian few comforting words, but before he could finish, she collap into his arms like a house of cards caught in a gust of wind

The ordeal with Winona had already scared her half to death, and this latest fright had shattered her last bit of defiance. Her heart couldn’t withstand the immense terror and she lost consciousness entirely

Caught off guard, Tarquin instinctively reached out to catch her Elysia felt as light as a feather and as fragile as a leaf in the wind in his arms. If he let on, she would surely fall.

Tarquin, unaware of the situation with Winona, thought she was merely scared by the recent accident. Without overthinking, he scooped her up in his arms and dashed toward the hospital

The streets were choked with traffic, paralyzed in the rush hour. Not even bikes or scooters could squeeze through the congestion

The hospital wasn’t terribly far, but on foot, it felt like miles.

Tarquin, desperate ran with Elysia in his arms. Her as dangled lifelessly, swaying with his movements like a limp doll

he called out to

but a vast fog before her eyes. It felt like floating in the clouds, weightless

behind, sounding like a parent summoning a child who

looked back but saw no one, only a hand reaching out through the

hand was strong and well–shaped, the kind of hand you’d expect

voice came again, more

responding sooner. Yet, Elysia wasn’t afraid, the voice reminded her

drifted toward the hand and placed hers in it. The grip tightened immediately, pulling her out of

tuming red, but her

running, glancing at her occasionally, relieved to see signs of her regaining consciousness but too worried to

rushed over

“She got scared”

was taken to a room for recovery and placed on