Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 493

Tarquin arrived at the Future Community, the neighborhood eerily silent, with only a few scattered lights on. At this hour, most residents were already deep in sleep. Parking his car in a secluded corner, Tarquin glanced towards Blossom's house, which, along with the one opposite, remained dark. Squinting slightly, he stepped out of his car. The remnants of stray cats had been cleared, yet a thick scent of blood lingered in the air, adding a chilling touch to the cold night.

He strolled towards building 10, took the elevator to the top floor, and approached the house opposite Blossom's. After a quick glance at the door number, he rang the bell. As expected, the bell echoed unanswered. Pulling out his phone, Tarquin pretended to make a call, "Hello, maintenance? I'm a resident from building 10, unit 2. There's a leak from the apartment above dripping into mine, and nobody's home up there. Could you send someone to check the top floor of unit 2? I'll wait here..."

Before he could finish, the door creaked open a sliver, revealing a man's voice, "Where's the leak?" Tarquin didn't respond, and sensing something amiss, the man tried to close the door. Quick on his feet, Tarquin wedged the door with his shoe and forced his way in!

and grabbed the assailant's wrist, pinning him against the door. The intruder was no easy target and managed to free himself, launching a counterattack. A scuffle ensued in the pitch-dark room, with the sound of objects breaking the

a disadvantage. Realizing this, the man hastily turned on the light. Upon recognizing Tarquin, his

dressed in casual black, still wearing a mask indoors, clearly cautious about concealing his identity.

eyes as he asked, "Is it you?" The man's brow tightened, then relaxed as he chuckled, "I knew you'd come looking, but didn't expect you so soon. Elliot fiddled with the surveillance,

glancing at the sofa, "Since you're here, might as well sit down and have a proper chat. I