Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 20

Chapter 20 

“Boss, we got her!” 

Tarquin glanced at Elysia through the car window. 

Then he took a second look and frowned. 

Benjamin had just mentioned a woman being snatched off the streets. 

Could it be her? 

No way! 

Because she didn’t look gentle at all. She looked fumed, and right now, she was hopping mad. 

He quickly sent Benjamin a location, rolled down the window, and glared at Elysia. 

Elysia, surprised to see him, exclaimed, “What the-?!” 

Just the sight of his face made her blood boil. She was already livid about not being able to smoothly divorce Tarquin, and now she was even more enraged. 

“Why is it always you? What on earth do you want? Let me go! I warn you that I haven’t even reported you for locking me up yesterday. Do you believe I’ll call 911 right now? Let go! Release me…. 

Elysia ranted fiercely, her little face flushing red with anger. 

Tarquin didn’t understand why she was so bold; other women were either afraid or shy around him. But she was just aggressive! 

He instructed Lowell to look for the gentle woman Benjamin had described and then, with a furrowed brow, ordered his men to stuff Elysia into the car. 

As soon as Elysia got a chance, she tried to push open the car door, wanting to get out. Finding it locked, she became irritated and began tugging forcefully at the door handle. 

As she nearly broke the handle, Tarquin said coldly, “Without my permission, you’re not going anywhere!” 

Elysia’quickly glared back and gritted her teeth. 

He looked too much like Elliot and Evan, making it hard not to associate him with that man from six years ago. 

They say an adult’s emotional breakdown could just happen in an instant. 

And in that moment, Elysia’s solid mental defenses collapsed. 

Thinking about the hardships of those years and the frustrations of the past couple of days,” her anger overwhelmed her, and she lost all reason. She felt he was the barbarian who had 

ruined her life. 

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Without another word, she lunged at him, ready to fight. All the suffering she’d endured and the injustices she’d swallowed were all linked to this man. 

Tarquin caught her wrist and glared at her in astonishment, “You also want to hit me?” 

“I do! I want to beat you to a pulp!” 

“You…” Was this woman raised by wolves?! 

Forget his current power and influence; even back in the day, no one dared to openly threaten his life. 

Still in disbelief, Tarquin suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist. 

Unable to break free, Elysia bit down hard on his wrist, drawing blood. 

Tarquin pushed her away with a dark face, “What are you, a rabid dog?” 

Elysia didn’t answer and, without giving him a chance to react, lunged again. She was so livid today, and she just wanted to throw down. 

Tarquin, face darkening again, restrained her, “Have you lost your mind or do you have a