Chapter 347

Glancing in Elysia's direction for a moment, he diverted his gaze. He casually tossed his cup into the sink, then strolled over to the bathroom to relieve himself. Elysia, catching a glimpse of him unbuckling his belt, instantly flushed a deep shade of crimson, her embarrassment palpable! She was utterly flustered! Elijah's little socks slipped from her grasp, landing softly on the floor! Overwhelmed, Elysia couldn't even think about the socks, hurrying out of the bathroom.

"Who's there?!" A thud echoed from behind, likely Tarquin hearing the commotion and attempting to follow her, only to take a tumble. Elijah reappeared, standing at his bedroom door, inquiring, "What's up, Mom?" Elysia, cheeks ablaze, stammered, "Your dad's... um, using the bathroom." "Did he fall?" Elijah, concerned, headed toward the bathroom.

Elijah's face, recognized him, "Ah, Elijah." "It's me. You're drunk and you fell!" "Fell? Oh, no worries, son. Dad's here to protect you!" Struggling to his feet, Tarquin aimed to prove his strength to Elijah, despite his

Elijah's safety, quickly lent her support. Tarquin, however, shrugged her off, "And you are?" Elijah quickly clarified, "That's Mom!" Tarquin's expression shifted, "Impossible! I've yet

been raised on sheer nerve and stupidity! Dumb and ugly!" Tarquin added insult to

Elysia, "Mom, he's drunk. Let it slide." But before Elysia could respond, Tarquin interjected, "Of course, I won't stoop

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