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.

his state, it seemed only Elysia's presence might

breath and with beads of

if he'd seen a savior, quickly getting

men in the room turned their gazes towards her, stunningly taken aback by

plenty of beautiful women, even those

someone of Elysia's caliber was rare

hair casually draped

face shape; there was an indescribable allure to her, something about her aura that was unique and captivating! They had

Her and Tarquin, a perfect

Elysia didn't spare them a glance, her eyes fixed on

wasn't looking at her; he was

afar, Elysia could almost smell the

now

heart clenched at the sight;

drink, she rushed over, snatching it away, "Stop

up with a

then, recognizing the figure before him, his expression