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Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 678

Elysia's eyes darted away, avoiding contact. "I told you not to ask. If you keep at it, I'm really going to get mad. Seriously mad!"

Tarquin was silent, baffled.

The message she was sending couldn't be clearer; she knew Elijah's mother, knew her well at that!

But why the secrecy?

Could she possibly be...

A thought struck Tarquin, tightening his brows and halting his breath momentarily.

Seconds later, his heart raced uncontrollably, his blood boiling with anticipation.

Gasping, his face taut with shock, he stuttered, "Elysia..."

"Hmm?"

"You..."

Seeing his emotional turmoil, Elysia inquired, "What's wrong?"

A bolt of lightning cleaved through the night, followed by the distant rumble of thunder. The rain showed no signs of stopping, only growing fiercer.

Swallowing hard, Tarquin pushed down what he was about to say, lifting Elysia in his arms again.

"Let's get you home first."

If she wasn't volunteering the information, it meant she chose to hide it. Badgering her wouldn't change that; he had to uncover the truth himself.

Unaware of his thoughts but sensing his heightened agitation, Elysia, clasping his neck, cautiously asked, "Do you believe what I just said? Has it eased your mind?"

Tarquin gave her a meaningful look, nodded, and swiftly changed the subject.

"Let's get you home into some dry clothes first. Don't want you catching a cold."

Back in the car, he wrapped her in a spare blanket stored in the trunk and planted a kiss on her forehead before taking the driver's seat and starting the engine.

The heavy rain made driving difficult, and it was past 3 a.m. by the time they reached home.

Instead of heading to Future Community, Tarquin drove to Sunshine Community, closer to the seaside.

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