Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem



Elliot quickly grabbed Evan, preventing his feet from hitting the door.

"There's trouble!" Elliot urgently led them back to the desk to check the security feed.

And trouble was indeed brewing!

Tarquin was back!

Watching him through the cameras, Elliot felt a shiver down his spine.

Tarquin, at this moment, seemed like a figure straight out of hell, radiating a lethal aura!

He had one arm around the injured Elysia and was gripping Ulysses by the wrist, glaring daggers at Gideon.

His face was as cold as ice, his eyes brimming with deadly intent!

Several bodyguards lay on the ground, writhing in pain, not daring to make a sound. The living room fell into an eerie silence.

Then, with a 'snap,' Ulysses' wrist was broken, his screams of agony echoing through the entire floor.

Tarquin held Elysia's head against him, shielding her from the upcoming grisly scene.

Ceramic shards flew from his feet, slicing Ulysses' knees.

Ulysses collapsed with a 'thud,' kneeling at Tarquin's feet.

Tarquin ground his face against the ceramic shards, his gaze fixed on Gideon the whole time.

The shards cut through Ulysses' flesh, stirring inside his wounds.

Ulysses howled in pain, "Ah, ah, ah... sir, save me..."

Overwhelmed by the pain, Ulysses fainted.

His face was a bloody, unrecognizable mess.

Gideon, terrified, watched it all unfold, his complexion turning ghostly pale, his breathing heavy.

"Leave... Take your men and leave, don't force me to start a massacre!"novelbin

Gideon, frightened, swallowed hard several times, not daring to say another word. He quickly turned and hobbled out with his cane.

In his haste, he stumbled and fell with a 'thud.'

This time, he didn't wait for anyone's help, quickly getting up and continuing his escape, leaving his cane behind.

The room fell silent once again. Tarquin, with a furrowed brow, looked tenderly at Elysia.

Elysia was trembling in his arms, clearly terrified by the ordeal.

He then turned to look towards the nursery, puzzled why Elliot and Evan were home but allowed Elysia to get hurt.

Setting that thought aside for now, he said, "I'm taking her to the hospital to treat her wounds. You'll find people to clean up the living room; don't bother about us."

After giving his instructions, he carefully carried Elysia and walked out.

Inside the nursery, Elliot held back Evan and Emmett, preventing them from following.

"Mommy's already hurt, running out there won't help and will only expose us! If we get caught, it will break Mommy's heart!"

Emmett, crying so hard he could barely breathe, said, "But I... I want to be with Mommy. She's bleeding... she must be so scared..."

Evan also cried, "I won't let him see me! I'll follow secretly; I just want to be with Mommy."

Elliot's brow was furrowed with concern; he too was heartbroken for Mommy, but he knew what scared her more.

"Mommy's got Tarquin to protect her now; she won't get hurt again. We need to pull ourselves together quickly if we want to find Mommy soon. Emmett, go wash your face, calm down, and then continue with our makeup. Once we're done, we'll immediately go find Mommy."

Elliot then looked at Elijah, who was breathing heavily, his little face set with determination, his fists clenched so tight his body trembled.

It was clear he was either furious or heartbroken over Elysia. Clearly, his emotions were on the edge of breaking down.