Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 505





Before she could get upset, Tarquin asked, "You know how to do autopsies too?"

Elysia retorted, somewhat irritated, "I know medicine, of course, I can do autopsies."

Though she hadn't practiced on actual humans, her expertise in traditional Chinese medicine and anatomy made her quite familiar with the human body. Dissecting was not an issue for her.

Tarquin looked somewhat surprised, "I thought you were only an expert in child psychology, with a bit of medical knowledge on the side."

Elysia puffed up with pride, "Hmph! I know plenty!"

Watching her smug little face, Tarquin couldn't help but chuckle, "Pretty impressive. I underestimated you before."

“Just remember how impressive I am and be nice to me! Don't make me angry! I can be quite scary when I'm mad!"

Tarquin's eyebrows quirked up, seeing the shadows of Evan and Emmett in her. No wonder Evan got so cocky when praised! And no wonder Emmett got all bluff and bluster, threatening how scary he could be when angered! They clearly got it from their mom!

Traits passed down, both Evan and Emmett had inherited Elysia's characteristics, though Elliot seemed to be an exception. Probably took after his tragically departed dad. But Elliot's kindness, that was definitely from Elysia.

"You need to listen to me seriously!" Elysia pulled Tarquin back from his thoughts.

Tarquin was in a good mood, very cooperative, "Go ahead, I'm listening."

Elysia glanced towards the door to make sure no one was coming in before she motioned him closer, “Come closer."

Tarquin, who had been leaning back, narrowed his eyes with intrigue. After watching her for a few seconds, he leaned forward, mirroring her posture, their faces inches apart.

The subtle scent of herbs emanated from her, pleasant and unique, distinctly hers.novelbin

Yet, Tarquin's brow furrowed slightly, his thoughts drifting back six years... Elijah's mother had not smelled of herbs.

Feeling a sinking sensation, Tarquin instinctively leaned back, but before he could recline fully, Elysia pulled him forward, "Don't stay too far, what I'm about to say can't be overheard."

Unaware of his discomfort, Elysia continued in a lowered voice, "Here's what I think. If the coroner examines the body, it'll clearly show the person wasn't killed by you. But why haven't you been cleared of suspicion? Someone is framing you! Find a way for me to see the body, and I'll find the evidence to force the police to let you go."

Tarquin, steadying his emotions, looked at her with a complex expression, "Knowing someone's out to get me, you still want to get involved? Aren't you afraid of retaliation?"

Elysia paused, her focus had been solely on how to exonerate him, and she hadn't considered the possibility of becoming a target herself. Seeing through her thoughts, Tarquin asked, "Scared?"

"Yes," Elysia admitted, frowning, "That's why I need to be careful not to expose myself! I'll find the evidence and secretly get it to the station. That way, both the police and your enemies won't know I helped you, and they won't come after me."

Even though her plan lacked practicality, Tarquin was visibly moved, "Didn't it cross your mind to just not help me? If you don't, you wouldn't be at risk of retaliation."

"What would happen to you if I didn't help? Rely on your wonderful relatives? Don't even think about it, they'd be more likely to harm you than help!" "They wouldn't help me, but why do you insist on helping me? And don't say it's because of Elijah and Evan.”


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