Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 241

Hiding in the car and watching the surveillance feed, Lowell was taken aback when he saw Elijah head downstairs. He turned to Tarquin, his eyebrows knitted in worry, and asked, "What do we do now, Tarquin?"

Tarquin had been avoiding Elysia these past few days, yet he couldn't stop worrying about Elijah. Whenever Elysia visited, he would just stay in the

car.

Before Tarquin could respond, Elysia and Elijah emerged from the building.

Elijah paused at the entrance, seemingly asking Elysia where they were heading.

Elysia, knowing she couldn't just take him out of the neighborhood without a plan, scanned the area. It was bleak; not a speck of green in sight in the old-style complex devoid of any landscaping.

Pointing towards a playground behind some flower beds, Elysia suggested, "How about we check that out?"

Elijah didn't respond but walked towards the playground with Elysia following closely. It was quiet around the playground with no other kids in sight. Approaching the slide, Elijah eyed it with disdain. "You expect White to play on that?"

but you can give it a try. Climb up, slide down, and I'll

"Childish!"

at a loss for

White, and squatted down, attempting to encourage it to play. However, White, as if disliking the cold, quickly

preventing its escape. White, clearly upset, turned its head and flicked its tongue out

the sight, but Elijah remained unfazed, bold as ever. He frowned slightly, taking White off his arm and placing it on the ground. White seemed

dance until White, seemingly irritated, swiftly jumped into Elijah's shirt pocket. Elijah's eyes sparkled, impressed by White's agility. Unafraid

flicking angrily, glared at him. Elijah, with a hint of disdain in his gaze, locked eyes

defiant expression was the spitting image of his

plays a significant role in shaping one's personality. Even without any psychological conditions, living with his father would inevitably mold Elijah into a cold and

the silence. A rambunctious boy demanded to see what

emanating a chilling aura, far from that of

boy, his brows furrowing. He quickly tucked White back

"Hey, I'm talking to you!