Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 1281

They were making it pretty clear to him, each in their own way:

Elysia isn't alone. She's not some helpless girl with no one to have her back, no support, no family standing behind her. If anyone dared to mess with her- especially him—there'd be hell to pay.

It wasn't anger Tarquin felt as he listened to these old men; it was gratitude, honestly.

He was grateful that his wife and kids had people who loved them this fiercely.

"I really have let Elysia down," he admitted, guilt heavy in his voice. "It was my fault, back then. I—"

He apologized first, then spoke from the heart, making his loyalty clear.

It was the third time he'd said something like that today, but he didn't mind. He meant every word.

Every time they brought it up, it felt like he was apologizing to Elysia all over again. Three times, thirty times, three hundred times-hell, three thousand times -he'd do it, and never get angry about it.

He really had wronged her.

Quincy, ever the gentleman, looked just like the sort of old man who'd have a library full of leather-bound books and always know which fork to use at dinner.

"Since you followed Elysia all the way here, and could spot us right away," Quincy said, "I suppose you know a thing or two about who we were before we disappeared off the map."

why Gerald was such a legend in the business

and luck-can't have

why he was always so

not even exaggerating-it was because

and buy her something special —a diamond necklace, a designer purse,

happier his wife was, the luckier he felt. The more he

who loves his wife isn't going to have

old-school wisdom.

at the top of your game, but if you want to even higher,

with everything you've got

heard about how

long himself. People still said

had

disappeared-but he did

everyone admired that kindel.ne

love.

Quincy kept going:

a minute ago. It's obvious-she loves you, and