Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 249

Elysia was taken aback for a second, and then her cheeks flushed a brilliant red, stammering, "Who, who's ogling you?"

Tarquin responded with calm directness, "You."

Elysia's eyes widened further, her face growing even redder as she retorted fiercely, "Y-you... Stop talking nonsense! I did not! So, looking at you once is inappropriate? Get over yourself! So full of it! Such a... a narcissist!"

Elysia, refusing to admit anything, fired back with righteous indignation before quickly turning to busy herself with making a sauce, her heart pounding rapidly.

Tarquin, lips pursed, rolled his eyes at her but didn't engage further, heading to Elijah's room instead.

Dinner was still a bit away, and he took this opportunity to chat with Elijah.

They'd talk about Elysia, and also about the Bradford family's annual commemoration of their ancestors.

Elijah was playing with White, sitting at a small round table with White on it, engaging in a staring contest. It was like watching an eagle, seeing who would blink first.

Tarquin's expression softened a bit. Though he wasn't fond of Elysia, he had to admit, Elijah had been in a much better state these days, thanks to her.

Tarquin took the seat Elysia had just vacated.

White turned their gazes towards

The little one, head held high, flicked its thin,

his eyes, taking a closer look at

But upon closer inspection, one could see the subtle patterns on its body. These patterns, unique and barely visible, floated across

into an ancient, mystical pond, those patterns like the

chilling to the

small and cute, yet had a cool

that was rare, it was clearly intelligent. Its eyes moved observantly, clearly taking in everything around it. Tarquin asked Elijah, "You like

not directly answering, implicitly

give

her son's pet,

"Do you want it?"

"A gentleman doesn't covet

desired it, he couldn't simply

touched, ruffled his hair. "Elysia was right, Elijah, you're a good kid, very sensible when you're

find

continued, "Are you fond