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Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 803

Tarquin, freshly showered, immediately noticed the bustling figure in the kitchen.

Hair tied in a casual, low ponytail, an apron wrapped around her waist, and slippers on her feet, she gently stirred a pot with a wooden spoon, embodying the essence of a tender-hearted spouse.

A wave of warmth flooded Tarquin's heart. Drying his hair, he draped the towel around his neck and strode into the kitchen with his long legs.

Wrapping his arms around Elysia from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, he asked, “What's got you cooking at this hour?”

Elysia turned to peck his cheek, playfully teasing, “Whipping up something special for my hubby. Hope he's willing to give it a taste?”

Overjoyed, Tarquin hugged her tighter and returned the kiss, “If it’s made by my wife, of course, I’ll have it.”

With a giggle, Elysia served up the dish.

Concerned she might burn herself, Tarquin took the plate and headed to the dining room.

Sitting opposite each other, one savored the meal while the other watched.

Leaning on one hand, Elysia initiated conversation, “What’s in that box you brought back?”

Tarquin had returned with a large box earlier.

Glancing at it, a fleeting shadow crossed his eyes. Without mentioning Keith’s name, he said, “Just some personal collectibles. You know psychology; I thought maybe you could help figure out the collector’s interests and habits.”

“I’ll take a look.” Elysia stood and opened the box.

Picking up a painting, she glanced at it and said, “This person is hopeful about the future.”

Tarquin frowned, “Hopeful about the future?”

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