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.

seemed only Elysia's presence might

minutes later, Elysia rushed in, out of breath and with beads of

up as if he'd seen a savior, quickly getting

turned their gazes towards her, stunningly taken aback by her

plenty of beautiful women, even those

someone of Elysia's caliber was rare even

cropped puffer jacket, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders, and her face bare of makeup, she was breathtakingly

allure to her, something about her aura that was unique

had their answer. Her

spare them a glance, her eyes fixed on Tarquin amidst

her; he was

could almost smell the alcohol

the black shirt from when he helped fix the pipes at home, now with the

at the

drink, she rushed

interrupted, looked up with a dark scowl, "Are you looking for

him, his expression shifted