Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 695

Repeatedly woken up, Elysia was fuming. Glancing at the clock, it wasn't even 3 AM yet. Angrily, she confronted the caller,

"What on earth are you doing at this hour?! I'm warning you, if you don't get some sleep right now, you're really going to make me mad! Go to bed, and don't you dare call me again!"

After hanging up, he didn't call back.

Just as she was about to put her phone back on the nightstand, he sent a voice message,

"Elysia, are you mad at me? Please, don't scare me. I get scared easily. Please, don't be mad."

"Elysia, look how obedient I am. You said not to call, so I'm not calling. I'm listening, so you're not mad, right?"

Elysia was speechless, not even managing to internally complain before he sent another couple of voice messages,

"Elysia, why is it still dark outside? Do we really have to wait for daylight to meet?"

"Elysia, why do we have to wait for the sun to be up to meet?"

Elysia: "..." She wasn't mad at him anymore; she was mad at the alcohol!

Who let him drink so much?!

There's no reasoning with a drunk, so Elysia decided to call him back proactively,

"Are you having insomnia?"

have you gone? Why aren't you

then go ahead and talk. I'm listening, so don't ask if I

on her headphones, and

melodious voice filled

as the wind gently blows, through the ancient temple colored in green. As I cross the bridge over the stream, a visitor appears, your galloping hooves remember to report on

Elysia was wide awake!

not pursuing a career in music would be a waste! After Tarquin finished singing, without waiting for him

was pleased, "You

"Yeah."

"Shall I sing another?"

"Please."

you

"Anything."

Tarquin spoke again, his

midnight stars like companions on the run, loving every scar and wound on you, turning into aged, strong

fell asleep to his singing, his voice echoing even

The next morning.

checking the time, only to find her

her phone, then went