Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 253

Elysia stormed into her house, swearing under her breath the whole way home.

If he suspected she had a crush on him, she might have been able to stomach it.

But accusing her of falling for Zane? Ridiculous! What a jerk! A downright sleazy jerk!

If it weren't for Elijah, she'd swear off seeing him for the rest of her life!

How much did she detest him at the moment? Just the thought of his face made her grind her teeth, wishing she could bite his head off!

It took her a moment to compose herself before opening the front door.

The last thing she wanted was to bring her foul mood home.

Blossom and the three little ones were all at home. The moment they saw her, the kids rushed over, "Mommy!"

Seeing her three sons lightened Elysia's mood immediately, hugging one, kissing the other two.

Evan asked, “Mommy, how did it go? Did White help Elijah?”

“Yeah, Elijah really took to it, didn’t even want to part when it was time.”

Elysia handed White back to Evan.

On seeing Evan, White seemed to transform, acting as if reuniting with its young master after ages, nuzzling Evan affectionately.

Its dark skin turned white, and the little black snake became white.

Evan beamed, “Good job, White! You made me proud!”

Elysia smiled, “Can White spend another day with Elijah tomorrow?”

“Sure, as long as he doesn’t try to steal White from me.”

“No worries, Elijah is well-behaved. He knows not to covet what others cherish.”

After dinner, Elysia and Blossom took Evan and Emmett out for a walk.

Elliot, preoccupied with his plans, made an excuse not to go.

Upon returning, Evan immediately told Elliot, “There’s a weirdo in the neighborhood.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, the janitor found a dead cat by the wall. A bunch of people went to look, and I went to see what the fuss was about. That cat must’ve been dead for days, all dirty, like it was buried and then washed out by the rain. But that’s not the point. The point is, it was killed by someone who twisted its neck while it was still alive.”

Elliot frowned, “Are you sure?”

“Of course, I’m Evan. I knew the cause of death the moment I saw it! Who in their right mind does that to a stray cat? Kittens are so cute, and most people would want to hold them, pet them. Only a psycho would twist its neck like that.”

At the mention of a psycho, Elliot's mind immediately drifted to the masked figure. Ever since that encounter in the park, he hadn't seen him again.