Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 583

Hesitating for just a moment, Elysia gave him a big, warm hug.

"You know, they say blood is thicker than water. In the tapestry of human connections, the bond of kinship certainly plays a pivotal role, but the ties that bind us are often woven through the time we spend together. That's why there's a saying, 'The one who raises you is more of a parent than the one who gives birth to you.'

Take someone like Gideon, over seventy and still stirring up trouble, poisoning his own great-grandchild. It just goes to show he's cold-hearted by nature, utterly devoid of familial warmth. Such a person doesn't deserve to know the meaning of family.

A cold-hearted man lacks empathy; nothing you do will ever move him, so whatever he does shouldn't bring you down. It's simply not worth your tears.

Don't let his negativity get to you. The world is still full of good people, and life is still beautiful..."

Although Elysia was aware that Tarquin had a strained relationship with the Bradfords, she didn't realize he had long regarded them as foes.

So, she kept comforting him.

Tarquin, holding her close, rested his chin on top of her head, eyes closed, quietly listening to her ramble on.

He was a man who preferred silence over chaos, lacking patience for most people except for Elijah. He usually couldn't stand long-winded conversations.

But today, he found enjoyment in her chatter.

It was a rare moment of tranquility.

Her voice was so soothing, her body so soft, her hair so smooth.

Her scent, faintly herbal, was distinct and pleasant.

In this moment, Tarquin's mind was clear of all distractions. He felt peaceful, content, and grounded.

As if all his troubles had melted away, leaving only beauty.

His only wish was to hold her forever.

If he could also fall asleep like this, securely in her embrace, it would be even better.

Holding her felt more precious than the whole world.

She was a treasure beyond compare.

Tarquin cherished this happiness, unwilling to let go.

Elysia had poured out all the comforting words she could think of while being held in his arms.

She was starting to feel a bit awkward...

Did he even listen to what she was saying?

Did it improve his mood?

Although she had embraced him with no ulterior motive, simply wanting to soothe his wounded spirit, they couldn’t just keep hugging!