Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 803

Tarquin, freshly showered, immediately noticed the bustling figure in the kitchen.

Hair tied in a casual, low ponytail, an apron wrapped around her waist, and slippers on her feet, she gently stirred a pot with a wooden spoon, embodying the essence of a tender-hearted spouse.

A wave of warmth flooded Tarquin's heart. Drying his hair, he draped the towel around his neck and strode into the kitchen with his long legs. Wrapping his arms around Elysia from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, he asked, "What's got you cooking at this hour?"

Elysia turned to peck his cheek, playfully teasing, "Whipping up something special for my hubby. Hope he's willing to give it a taste?" Overjoyed, Tarquin hugged her tighter and returned the kiss, "If it's made by my wife, of course, I'll have it."

With a giggle, Elysia served up the dish.

Concerned she might burn herself, Tarquin took the plate and headed to the dining room.

Sitting opposite each other, one savored the meal while the other watched.

one hand, Elysia initiated conversation, “What's in that

returned with a large

some personal collectibles. You know psychology; I thought maybe

Elysia

it and said, "This

frowned, "Hopeful about

with his dark psyche, really harbor hope for the

confidently nodded, "Look at this painting, endless fields of wheat, symbolizing hope. Whoever owns this painting must be filled with hope for the

thought with a

belonged to Keith, Elysia didn't dwell on it and set the painting aside, picking up an

passage of time, symbolizing its fleeting nature. It's typically cherished by those nostalgic for the past. I

Tarquin just listened.

aside, Elysia picked up a