Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 1341

Tarquin said,

"You think everyone gets married for love? In high society, most marriages are just business deals."

"If Beatrix ends up with Keaton, whether she's happy or not, the Suttons will definitely cash in."

With that, Tarquin laced his fingers through Elysia's, a small smile on his lips.

He knew he was lucky to have found real love.

Elysia frowned.

"If the Suttons are playing games, is there any way to stop them?"

"There is, as long as Keaton is willing to tell the truth and stand up for himself," Tarquin replied. "But if he's already given up and insists he's guilty, no one can help him."

Elysia shook her head, confused.

"But why would he want to take the blame?"

"...Let's check on Beatrix first."

When they reached the living room, Beatrix was still holding a kitchen knife to her throat.

Her eyes were red as she yelled at her parents,

"Stop pushing me! Maybe you don't care about your reputation, but I do! Do you really think I have no other choice but him?"

"He doesn't like me, I don't like him. He doesn't want to marry me, I don't want to marry him. If you keep pushing me—if you keep pushing him—I swear I'll end it right here!"

Her mother, sobbing, pleaded,

Please listen to me, anything happens to you, how am

face was

ey-put it down. If

get you justice! Keaton hurt you shouldn't he be

Beatrix cried out,

night, it wasn't what

he hurt

streamed down

him to take responsibility! He doesn't love me—I told you I won't be happy if

turned to Richard

I'm not going to press charges. I'm not going to involve the

Sophus growled,

"Beatrix, don't-"

push me!"

her neck

the living

a heavy bookend from the mantel and knocked the knife from

out in pain and

her mother rushed to her

Someone, please!" Janelle

over, checking

worry, it's not deep. Janelle, do

Janelle called, signaling

cleaned and bandaged Beatrix's neck,

out,

still streaming, Beatrix