Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 1421

Number One Mansion.

Just as dawn was breaking, everyone had already gathered.

Clayton and Pamela, Blossom and Winona, and Keaton and Booker Murphy were all there, along with Gale.

Everyone was dressed in the same black attire, waiting in the grand foyer of Number One Mansion for Tarquin.

The kids had woken up early too, looking especially sharp today.

The four brothers were dressed just like Tarquin-black suits and trousers, crisp white shirts, black ties, and matching armbands. Each wore a white lily pinned to their lapel. Their hair was slicked neatly back, all in the same style.

Elysia and Baby wore matching black dresses with simple blazers over the top. Their hair was pulled back in low ponytails and their makeup was subtle, elegant, and solemn.

After Tarquin returned, everyone gathered together to discuss a few final things.

By a little after five in the morning, Tarquin was on the road with Elysia and the kids.

On the drive, Elysia reached out and took Tarquin's hand.

"I saw online-the Bradford women went to the old estate again to stir up trouble?"

want to dig their

squeezed his hand gently. "You know exactly what kind of people they are. Don't let them get to you—they're not

Women like them-would they ever put country or family above

but honestly, having her there

they're the ones who should be

reassuring

silently by his side, quietly supporting him. The five kids were unusually quiet today, too. They sat in the backseat, not squabbling or chattering,

the public today. At the entrance, besides Tarquin's own people, there were a few plainclothes

and the

in prayer for Elizabeth. The priest said softly, "A soul who kneels so long carries a

up, gave a respectful bow, and called

his eyes slowly, red-rimmed and tired. "You're here," he said, his

at Soren with a

for his parents' love,

he also respected Soren

without claiming or disrupting always protecting, always caring, even

he couldn't help but pity Soren-devoted all his life, never able to

forever

prison

built.

s

the priest had said: a soul marked