Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Larry knew Clayton was a man of his word, so he rushed to say:

"Back in the day, Ms. Hawkins was kidnapped through Helen's plotting! She bribed a maid, and while Ms. Patel and Betty were distracted, she sneaked away Ms. Hawkins, with Roger orchestrating the escape from the dock.

Helen also manipulated Roger into killing Ms. Hawkins and secretly recorded it.

She aimed to kill two birds with one stone: eliminate Ms. Hawkins and use the video to blackmail the Murphy family, securing her untouchable status within them.

I accidentally stumbled upon these secrets and even managed to copy the video of Roger abusing a child, which is why the Murphy family was willing to go to great lengths to save me!

But now, it seems Roger must have killed the wrong person, otherwise Ms. Hawkins couldn't possibly have come back alive."

Clayton clenched his jaw tightly, his brow furrowed in suspicion.

He had suspected Helen but never found any proof!

"Where's the video?"

"If... if you promise to spare me, I'll give it to you."

Clayton stared at him for a few seconds, "Deal, I promise!"

His daughter's safety was his top priority!

finally relaxed. He let out a sigh of

the bottom of the large flower pot in my room. Empty out the soil, and you'll find it." Clayton made a

from home, confirming the discovery of the

Clayton's phone, and his

indeed evidence of Roger abusing

daughter Irene's luck,

murderous look gleamed

word to Larry, he left the

sooner had Clayton left than a scar-faced boss appeared in Larry's

the boss clasped his mouth, swiftly slashing his mouth with a knife

of wounds, he then forcefully poured a

special blend by Evan, consisting of mustard, chili peppers, sea

Evan's instructions, the boss

the same substance Larry had once used on Pamela, designed not

and the boss

on wounds

his body convulsing, in so much

ripped apart, and his mouth as though it had been

if millions of venomous insects were gnawing at his flesh and

couldn't; even breathing was excruciatingly

the bed, staring wide-eyed at the ceiling, tears streaming down