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Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

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Chapter 181

“Ugh! Word on the street is that when that bold brute was getting all up in Ms. Thorne’s face, she just snapped-

went totally bonkers. shouting it was all their doing that pushed her! Then nobody really saw her do anything,

and the next thing you know, the bald guy just keeled over. Sof the guys reckon he’d never seen a gal that

stunning before, got all hot and bothered, and down he went.”

That explanation didn’t hold water

Tarquin asked, “No toxins in his system?

“None.”

op your friend on him, and letknow if there's any new intel

“Keep

“Got it”

Hanging up the call. Tarquin lit up a cigarette.

When he'd arrived on the scene today, the guy was sprawled over Elysia, a perfectly healthy man, suddenly

turned into a vegetable.

What the hell had Elysia done to him?

No, the real question was how could Elysia-under the watchful eyes of the public-render a fully-grown man

comatose in mere minutes?

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She must be something special!

Tarquin was clearly skeptical.

In his eyes, Elysia wasn’t completely useless, but she was definitely not the sharpest tool in the shed.

She was the kind of foolish woman with more tears than cunning

Meanwhile, the ‘foolish woman’ Elysia had just finished dinner and was cleaning up the kitchen.

Blossom had dashed to the loo and crunning back, phone in hand, all flustered,

“Elysia, check this out-something happened to the Sutton family!”

The Suttons had hit rock bottom, debts up to their eyeballs, and were hawking their Jindale City villa and other

properties like there was

no tomorrow.

n Mrs. Sutton

Their fleet of cars and even Mrs. Sutton’s jewelry and designer bags were up for grabs

Oriana Sutton had skipped town, claiming she’d lost her marbles and jetted off abroad for treatment

Elysia was stunned. “This is so sudden!”

“It is, but when you think about it, not really. Oriana messed up big ttoday, royally pissed off Mr. Huber.

When Mr. Huber gets mad, anything can happen.”

Elysia didn’t argue; she too suspected Keaton had a hand in the Sutton family’s downfall.

She didn’t have an ounce of sympathy for Oriana. She mosaint, after all. It wasn’t like she’d wish well on those

who wronged her.

She was just shocked at the power of the capitalists!

The Suttons were loaded, yet they crumbled so easily after crossing big money-imagine regular Joes like them,

they'd probably lose. more than just money!

Best to steer clear of those folks.

No contact, no conflict.

No matter what, she had to get that divorce tomorrow, and once it was final, she'd be out of this city and far

away from certain people.

The next day.

Elysia hadn’t planned on making breakfast, but the image of Elijah’s tiny frjust wouldn't leave her mind.

So, she whipped up breakfast and took it to Sunshine Community.

She didn’t reach out to Tarquin Instead, she just camed the breakfast towards the apartment block.

She planned to leave the food at the door and shoot him a text so he could pick it up himself.

That way, she could avoid seeing him.

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She didn’t want to see him at all.

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But fate had other plans. Just as she reached the apartment entrance, there he was!

Elysia froze at the sight of Tarquin

It was barely six in the moming, the complex was quiet, and there he stood, alone.

Dressed in a black turtleneck and a long coat, he loomed beside the flowerbeds, a cigarette pinched between his

fingers, taking the

occasional drag.

Against the backdrop of the snow-blanketed ground, he was like a black rose.

Though using use’ didn’t quite fit the man with his chiseled features and an air of icy detachment when his brow

furrowed.

He was anything but delicate, all cold indifference

But as frosty as he was, no one could deny his looks. He was a knockout.

At six-three, broad-shouldered, with a lean waist and long legs, he exuded a commanding presence whether

standing or sitting, always ramrod straight.

His physique was impressive, and his features? No wonder he caused a stir like a celeb hitting the streets

whenever he went out