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

called out

nothing but a vast fog before her eyes.

behind, sounding like a parent summoning a child who hadn’t come home for dinner

no one, only a hand

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

came again, more urgent

as if ready to scold her for not responding sooner. Yet, Elysia wasn’t afraid, the voice reminded her of a

toward the hand and placed hers in it. The grip tightened

her face tuming red, but her eyes

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

rushed over and asked,

“She got scared”

a room for recovery and placed on an