Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 953

White nudged him with its little head, sensing his gloom, trying to offer comfort.

Evan said, "White, you don't want him to be sad, do you?"

White flicked its forked tongue out at him in response.

Evan chuckled, "Good boy, White! Let's head back, and I'll treat you to a feast! We've got to nail this mission to keep him from being down in the dumps. Let's go, off to find Grandma!"

Finding Grandma's ashes without him knowing was the plan. If he didn't know where they were, it wouldn't break his heart.

Evan leaped gracefully to the top of the garden wall and then jumped down into the yard.

Following the route he had scoped out earlier, he quietly moved several hundred meters forward until he reached the forbidden area's gate.

The red-brown wooden gate was securely locked. No getting through that.

Evan decided to scale the wall to get inside.

was pitch-black, not a

through the leaves, creating a

Turning on his flashlight, he ventured

off his shoulder,

through an archway

courtyard's four corners stood a temple, each housing a fierce, wide-eyed

middle of the courtyard was a well, its mouth wide, covered with a

cover and the stone were engraved with

to Evan's

squinted, "A dried-up well? This

Elliot's voice came through

ashes are right

area. It's definitely in there, but the well cover is chained. Can I just break the lock?" "No, we can't be

to stealthily retrieve the ashes for Tarquin

Tarquin assured them he could identify his mother's remains. He had

could confirm it, then it was all

if they weren't Grandma's ashes, then he'd continue to deceive