Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 1205

Zane's face soured the moment he heard that.

Ridley had always been into the art of tea-well, back in college, it was more like an obsession. To impress her, Zane had thrown himself into learning every blend and brew he could get his hands on.

There was this legendary Mount Fidelis tea-think of it like the rarest, most expensive single malt scotch you could imagine, the kind that's locked away in vaults and never even hits the market. It used to cost a small fortune per ounce, but after the government banned its harvest, it became priceless-literally impossible to get.

Zane had pulled every string, called in every favor, and still, the best he'd ever managed was a couple of tins of authentic Houkui tea. As for the Mount Fidelis stuff? That was on another level. He never even dared to dream.

Now here was Tarquin, acting like it was no big deal-not only did his family have some, but he brought it out to serve his guests, and was even talking about giving some away. That kind of effortless, deep-rooted wealth and confidence made Zane's skin crawl.

Standing next to Tarquin, Zane felt like a cheap magician trying to pull quarters from behind people's ears.

"Mr. Bradford, what happened to your neck?" Ridley suddenly asked, concern in her voice.

Zane glanced over instinctively.

Tarquin, smug as ever, tugged at the neckline of his hoodie so Zane could get a good look.

this? Elysia got a little playful last night.

took a sip of her tea, clearly uncomfortable-she was old enough to be their

other hand, frowned so hard his brows nearly touched. His eyes locked on the red mark

did that? She

adults. No one needed an

shared with Elysia in what felt like forever. Jealousy burned in his chest, making his breath go

forcing himself to stay calm. Losing it here would only make things

glance, eyes full of disdain. He looked like he was barely holding back a

Zane was lucky Winona hadn't come down yet-if

later, Elysia finally came

Elysia, looking effortlessly stunning in a matching beige loungewear set, her hair loose and unstyled, face free of makeup. She was wearing the

saw her, but then he noticed the silk scarf wrapped around her neck-odd, considering

He

twisting the knife a little

asked,

She'll be down in