Chapter 1283

Tarquin froze for a moment, then wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into a tight embrace. Suddenly, he took the lead, leaning in and kissing her...

The fireworks show ended, and so did their kiss.

The two of them held each other for a while, catching their breath, before sharing a smile. Hand in hand, they started strolling back toward the cozy cabin.

As they walked, they chatted quietly.

"So, what happened to those jerks?" Elysia asked.

"They're scared out of their minds-just as planned," Tarquin replied with a smirk.

Elysia didn't press for details about his plan. Instead, she asked again, "You're sure nothing's going to go wrong?"

"Absolutely sure. Don't worry."

"Oh, by the way, did Bernard see that guy? You know, the one with all the scars on his face?"

Tarquin nodded. "Yeah. Bernard told you?"

"No, but when Bernard came back, he was acting strange, trying to smile but clearly upset. What's the story there? What's his connection with that guy?"

out. By

the scar-faced thug went way deeper than he wanted Elysia to know-there had been violence,

question it further. She just sighed and looped her arm through his. "Not yet. We started cleaning up as soon as you

was grossed out-she changed all the sheets and threw all their stuff out

tidying up, we started getting dinner ready. I haven't had a chance to talk to

"No rush.

I figure I'll tell

"Sounds good."

was at Tracey's place, and they had a

folks were in good spirits. After giving Tarquin a stern warning, they quickly forgave and forgot. They treated him like their own grandson-in-law, one

through the cabin, the place felt warm and lively- full of that

long after dinner, the

to

the woods for days? barely getting a

happened and with full

over

were out like

Tarquin were tired too, but still too wired to

in, Elysia went to find

the grandfathers

discuss the

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