Chapter 582

"Seriously, you've been going like a machine, no food, no sleep. You're gonna crash at this rate."

There was a sparkle in Tarquin's eyes, a fiery intensity that couldn't be missed.

Caring about him, making a fuss over him, tucking him into bed, and whipping up something in the kitchen - if this wasn't a sign of affection, what was?

Tarquin looked every bit the clueless teenager in love, gazing at Elysia with a grin that could light up the darkest room.

That smile was genuine, reaching all the way to his eyes. He was truly happy.

Elysia, puzzled, asked, "What's with the smile? You look like you've won the lottery."

Tarquin just sat there, quietly watching her, his handsome face lit up with that smile.

Elysia was at a loss for words. His behavior was like a peacock flaunting its feathers - but why? He didn't have feelings for her, so what was with all the fanfare?

Was he sick or just messing with her?

and headed for the kitchen, leaving him to

dropped his lovestruck expression

aback,

softly, "I'm not

or not, you need to rest. You're only human, not made of steel. You can't keep

moment before changing the

you curious who

bombard him with questions the moment he

gave me the gist of it. I was planning to discuss it with you after you've rested up. I didn't want

surge of warmth and

thinking of him in every little thing. Was

softer, "I'm still wide awake. Let's talk about it. What did Elliot and Evan

me you found out it was Gideon! I can't believe it was him. Elijah is his great-grandson,

by Gideon's thought

peaceful family times, yet here he was,

sick

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