Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 697

Elysia massaged her temples, feeling a secondhand embarrassment for him.

Luckily, his efficiency saved the day. The delivery arrived swiftly, brimming with bite-sized delights: mini quiches, shrimp dumplings, mini donuts, along with burgers and sandwiches, not to forget the soy milk and a variety of hearty oatmeals.

A feast to cater to the varied tastes of the little ones.

Elysia called out for the kids to wash up for breakfast, and the little rascals bolted from the playroom. They scurried to the dining table, eyes scanning for their breakfast before racing off to wash their hands.

Tarquin set aside the delivery, placing his homemade dishes in front of Elysia. "Eat this," he suggested.

"Why's that?"

"It's made by me, not some other guy," Tarquin said, knowing well that the chefs at Jinpeach Restaurant were all men.

Elysia rolled her eyes. Was this really the time for a competition?

Before she could retort, the children dashed back, settling into their seats.

"Mommy, I want the burger!"

"Mommy, can I have the dumplings?"

want the shrimp

want to drink the

of them chirped like little birds eager for feeding, turning into tiny tigers once the food was served, devouring their

don't rush your food, Evan. Chew

of the family, always ate as if there was no tomorrow, especially

the kids were fine, Elysia finally sat down to

flanked by Emmett to her left and Evan to her right, with Elijah and Elliot nearby, leaving Tarquin

eyed the kids, feeling a tad

four

could bundle them off to school

school was still

moment, Tarquin texted Lowell,

Tarquin suggested, “Let's hit the mall today, then catch a movie. Consider it my

of an outing excited the kids, and

family of six headed

hedgehog in the bushes, thrilling the kids to no end as

look but not touch, then she and Tarquin, carrying a bag full of essentials - wet wipes, a portable first-aid kit, and spare clothes for

motherhood meant

was about to call the kids