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?

headed

away, Tarquin quickly dropped his

aback, asked,

softly,

or not, you need to rest. You're only human,

a moment

who tried

had thought she would bombard him with questions

gist of it. I was planning to discuss it with you after you've rested

felt a surge of

of him in every

awake. Let's

clenched her fists, visibly agitated, "Elliot and Evan told me you found out it was Gideon! I can't believe it was him. Elijah is his great-grandson, for crying out loud! Most people dote

was baffled by

an age to enjoy peaceful family times, yet here he was, committing unspeakable

was sick in

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