Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 1233

He wasn't afraid to take on Tarquin, not even a little!

Zane stormed forward, all puffed-up bravado at least until—

Before he even got close, Tarquin landed a brutal kick that sent him flying across the parking lot!

It was only when the fists actually started flying that Zane realized just how outmatched he was.

Tarquin moved fast-crazy fast. Every punch was solid, every move precise.

Forget fighting back-Zane couldn't even dodge. He caught punch after punch square in the face, barely able to keep his balance, when suddenly Tarquin swept his leg out from under him.

Zane hit the ground hard, knees first, with a sickening thud.

Tarquin loomed over him, face cold as stone. He didn't hesitate—another hard kick, this one straight to Zane's ankle.

There was a nasty crack, and Zane howled in pain. "Aaaagh—!”

Tarquin wasn't done. He landed a fierce kick to Zane's ribs, sending him skidding across the gravel.

Zane felt something snap-probably his ribs. He tried to catch his breath, but it was like breathing through broken glass.

toward him,

that bravado? Nowhere to be

stammered, completely floored by

a total cover. Tarquin had served in the military, worn the uniform, carried a rifle, flown fighter jets and tanks —even survived

took two boxing classes a week at

word, unleashed another flurry of punches and

stood over him, eyes

get my hands dirty dealing with you. But you just had to go and poke

I hear you running your mouth again, I'll

as touch Elysia,

on my wife again? That's a

not even worth the trouble. If it weren't

gasping for breath, not daring to

then took a napkin from the bodyguard nearby and wiped

and needs to come home to recover.

eyes went wide with horror. Send him to Winona? Why

started, but the bodyguard cut him off with a

Elysia sat hunched at her laptop, studying a video of mutating viruses. Her face was

looked up

"Yeah, I'm fine."