Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 705

Tarquin's face darkened with a thought, and he took a harsh drag of his cigarette, his voice ice-cold, "Call the cops, cooperate with the investigation of the crash, and hand over the one inside to them as well."

Lowell and Axel looked at him, bewildered. This wasn't Tarquin's style at all.

Tarquin wasn't one to mingle with the police—not out of fear, distrust, or anything. He just lacked the patience. He found dealing with the bureaucratic red tape of law enforcement too tedious!

"I promised Elysia," Tarquin flicked the cigarette ash and explained briefly.

He didn't want Elysia to be scared anymore. If she wanted him to report it to the police, then that's what he would do. Anything for her, even changing his ways was nothing in comparison.

Lowell and Axel got it immediately once he mentioned Elysia.

Elysia was a gentle soul with a timid heart, so it made sense she'd want to involve the police.

Tarquin added, "Focus on those who showed up today. Whether we can root out the mastermind or the mole is another matter, but those people... we must find every single one of them!"

Lowell and Axel nodded in agreement, "Got it!"

Only by tracking down those involved could Elysia feel truly at ease.

Tarquin's mind was entirely on Elysia...

When Tarquin returned to the hospital, Elysia was still asleep. He approached her bed, caressed her hand, touched her face, clearly smitten.

Lowell had prepared a change of clothes for him, wary of waking Elysia. He even went to the bathroom inside to freshen up.

But when he came out, Elysia had awakened.

Ignoring his damp hair, he rushed to her side, whispering gently, "Did I wake you?"

Elysia shook her head, "Woke up on my own. You haven't gone to rest?"

"I took a short break. Just had a shower. I'll call Dr. Benjamin to check on you."

"No need. It's late; don't trouble Dr. Benjamin. I'm a doctor myself, I'm fine."

She seemed much better than when she last woke up.

Tarquin sat down, "Hungry?"

Elysia nodded slightly, "A bit."

"What would you like?" Tarquin's face was a picture of tenderness.