Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 21

Tarquin’s threat worked.

Elysia’s big, doe eyes were open wide, filled with indignant rage as she glared at Tarquin. But she didn’t dare to make another move. And that just made her feel even more wronged.

The jerk was right there, and she couldn’t lay a finger on him or even give him a piece of her

mind!

With no outlet for her fury, Elysia burst into tears, “How can you be so cruel? Haven’t you done enough to ruin my life? What do you even want from me? What are you trying to do?”

Tarquin was taken aback watching her sob. His mind flashed back to that night when Elijah’s mother cried beneath him. The room was dark, he hadn’t seen her face clearly, and the drugs had made everything hazy, even her voice. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

But when he kissed the tears from her eyes, he felt them. He didn’t know why seeing this woman cry made him think of her, but in that instant, his heart softened with pity and a strange desire to reach out and wipe away her tears.

The next second, however, his brows furrowed again.

She couldn’t be her. Elijah’s birth mother was far gentler than this wild woman before him.

Even in his drugged state, he knew she was like a gentle cat without a temper.

Not Elysia, who was fierce as a tigress.

Sighing deeply, Tarquin’s gaze turned impatient once more as he looked at Elysia, “Shut up! Stop crying!*

“Why can’t I cry? Who do you think you are to tell me what to do? You’ve made my life a living hell and why don’t you feel guilty? Are you heartless?”

Elysia’s heart ached, and her sobs grew louder. She thought she could forget the pain and the humiliation, but his face made it impossible.

He’d screwed her over six years ago, and now he was back to haunt her. Was she indebted to him in a past life?!

Now the was trapped in a marriage she couldn’t escape, her kids‘ future uncertain, anchored to Jindale City, and she was also suddenly buried under a mountain of debt of fifty million dollars.

Her life was so miserable.

Had God turned a blind eye by turning her into his sole victim?

It was too much to bear and she was so afflicted.

Since her children’s birth, this was the first time Elysia had lost all control. The children had been her salvation from grief, but seeing Tarquin had driven her to the brink.

Tarquin was clueless that she was the one he’d been desperately searching for, nor could he understand her ramblings. He thought her life must’ve turned upside down because of the sudden debt, hence her resentment.

That only made him more irritated with her.

Ruining someone’s car without remorse but harboring resentment instead? Her way of thinking was all wrong.

If he hadn’t needed to question her, he would’ve thrown her out already.

“You’d better keep quiet!” Tarquin threatened, his face dark as thunder.

“Ah-” Elysia let out a feral growl, ready to bite.

Tarquin clenched his jaw, “Cry one more time, and you’ll never see your kids again in this lifetime.”

Elysia hit the brakes hard on her outburst, “What did you say?!”

“Try me.”

Elysia was thus silent. Living in this society, money was her Achilles‘ heel, but her kids were her heart and soul.

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Instir vely, she clamped her mouth shut, refusing to let herself She glared at Tarqu with a mixture of suffocation and anger.

But she couldn’t hold his gaze for long and looked away. His face was a trigger for violence. Elysia forced herself to cool down, then her fear crept in.

Never mind if he was that brute from her past; if he was, and she spilled the beans, what if he fought her for custody?

Judging by his current state, he seemed well–off with a car worth million. If he decided to fight, she stood no chance. Her impulsiveness had nearly given her away.

And what if he just happened to look like that brute?

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