Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 353

Elysia scooped another spoonful of the creamy yogurt and brought it to Tarquin's lips, which he accepted and ate. It was a small act, but it greatly encouraged her. With determination, she continued, spoon after spoon, until the whole cup of yogurt had vanished into Tarquin's stomach.

It reminded her of taking care of Elliot, Evan, and Emmett, as she gently wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

"All done. Now, lie back and get some rest," she said, standing up to leave. However, Tarquin suddenly grabbed her wrist. His movement was swift, yet gentle, showing no intention to hurt.

Elysia wasn't afraid; after all, this wasn't the first time he had grabbed her. She was merely curious.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Tarquin furrowed his brows, struggling for a moment before managing to say, "Don't go."

Don't go? Elysia's eyes widened in surprise. She couldn't stay with him indefinitely.

She needed her sleep!

Besides, there were boundaries between men and women!

Elysia declined, "You... you need to get some sleep. I'll just be in the bathroom."

With that excuse, she made her escape, her heartbeat accelerating slightly.

The guy was quite handsome, and hearing him plead with her to stay was hard to resist!

Luckily, she wasn't Blossom Blythe, with her strong willpower!

After washing the yogurt cup in the kitchen and making a quick bathroom trip, Elysia returned to her study to sleep.

Tarquin lay awake, unable to see Elysia return before the effects of alcohol lulled him into a drowsy state, caught between dreams and memories...

In the midst of winter, surrounded by a blanket of snow.

Elizabeth, dressed in a white puffer jacket, squatted before him, affectionately pinching his cheek with a bright smile,

"Tarquin, be a good boy at preschool. Eat well, play nicely with your friends, and listen to your teacher, okay?"

Little him, dressed in a miniature suit, stood before Elizabeth, his expression and demeanor a spitting image of the current Elijah.

Unwilling to part, he wore an unhappy face,