Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 668

They wanted to say something, to intervene, but they couldn't muster the courage.

They wanted to join him in his drinking spree, but the fear held them back.

The whole vibe in the private room was exceptionally somber. They were simultaneously sympathetic, curious, and frightened.

Just what had gotten into Tarquin tonight?

He had been the one to set up this whole gathering today. Earlier in the day, everyone had been teasing him about that 'three-minute make-out session' with Elysia.

But as the day wore on and his mood took a nosedive, everyone tiptoed around him, carefully spending the day at his side.

During the day, he was just moody and sullen, but stable, silently playing cards while everyone else just went along with it.

But as night fell, he began to drink like a man on a mission, which terrified everyone.

Seeing Keaton walk in, Booker quickly leaned in to whisper, "Any luck? Did you get ahold of her?"

"Yeah, just wait," Keaton said.

only Elysia's presence might calm the

in, out of breath and with beads of

he'd seen a savior, quickly getting up to greet her,

wealthy young men in the room turned their gazes

of beautiful women,

someone of Elysia's caliber was rare even

cropped puffer jacket, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders, and her face bare of

or her face shape; there was an indescribable allure to her, something about her aura that was unique and captivating! They had wondered what kind of woman could possibly

they had their answer. Her and Tarquin, a

them a glance, her eyes fixed on Tarquin

at her; he was

could almost smell the alcohol

home, now with the top two buttons undone, lounging back

at the sight; something was

his drink, she rushed over, snatching

being interrupted, looked up with a

then, recognizing the figure before him,