Chapter 361

She was adamant about not living with that scoundrel of a man, especially not with Elliot, Evan, and Emmett in tow. Given Elijah's current condition, even if that scoundrel hadn't found her, she couldn't continue staying with Elijah. His overdependence on her wasn't good for his mental health.

"Sorry, Elijah," Elysia said as she left a deep kiss on his forehead. Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she made the tough decision to leave, gritting her teeth.

She returned to the study, sat at Tarquin's desk, and wrote a prescription along with an outline for a treatment plan, hoping it would help Benjamin Lawson and the others treat Elijah in the future.

After sorting out Elijah's affairs, Elysia thought about leaving directly, but she couldn't very well go out wrapped in just a towel. Thinking it over, she turned and headed to Tarquin's room. She had to figure out a way to cover up all these bruises!

There were no clothes of hers there, and Elijah's wouldn't fit; she had no choice but to make do with Tarquin's clothes. Inside the bedroom, Tarquin was still out cold. Elysia glared at him, teeth gritted in anger, and started rummaging through his wardrobe for something suitable to wear.

shades. After a bit of searching, she found a black wool sweater. It was oversized, but being a turtleneck, it would definitely cover the marks on

to reach the door,

look. Somehow, he was awake! He was sitting up, looking at

him. Then, in the next instant, she turned to run! Tarquin's voice followed her, "There

heavily. Tarquin's expression was frosty, "Let's be honest, what

recognized her last night? It was as if he hadn't recognized her

her nerves, and cautiously asked, "Do you remember what happened last

happened last night?" Tarquin

didn't remember?! She dodged the question, "You were drunk last night and somehow ended up at my

Huber. It must have been Keaton's doing,

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