Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 217

The two brothers rushed home, barely noticing the sinister gaze that followed them from the shadows.

Cloaked in black, the masked figure whispered eerily, “Naughty boys, never listening, heh, naughty boys, never listening.”

Suddenly, a stray cat emerged from the bushes. With a swift motion, the figure caught it. His hands were pale and elegant, nails clean and fingers slender – clearly not the hands of a laborer.

He caressed the stray cat’s head gently, murmuring, “Naughty ones get punished…”

With a chilling snap, he twisted the cat’s neck, killing it instantly before it could even cry out.

After performing such a brutal act, he tenderly stroked the cat, dug a small grave, and carefully buried it, whispering, “Sleep now, sleep

now…”

That night, Jindale City was hit by a torrential downpour, as if foreshadowing some looming disaster.

Elijah had been discharged and was back at Sunshine Community.

Tarquin stood before his study window, sleepless through the stormy night.

the rain persisted, and so did he, hoping to catch a glimpse of a

and Elysia

dishes, some brought over by Heath from the mansion, some cooked by

himself.

the table, frowning

today. Please, help yourself to what’s here,” Tarquin explained.

remained silent, then turned and retreated to his room, locking the door behind

his taste. He chose not

grown accustomed to Ms. Thorne’s cooking. If it’s not by her hand, he refuses

gazed toward Elijah’s room, his brows furrowed. He was worried about his son but

knew he had no right to be angry. Elysia’s help had always been voluntary, and considering recent events,

up,” he sighed, losing his appetite

a cigarette in his study, Lowell called with urgent

there’s trouble with Ms. Thorne.”

as he

of Ms. Thorne’s eldest son were found on her, and she’s

a serious accusation.