Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93 

Emmett glanced at the clock on the nightstand and his face turned ghostly pale. “Oh no, 

It’s past ten! We’re in trouble, Mom and Blossom must be starving.” 

Leaping out of bed, still in his pajamas, Emmett dashed out of the room. 

Elliot and Evan stirred awake as well. 

In the living room, Elysia and Blossom were lounging and chatting when they saw Emmett barrel through, anxious as a rabbit in a snare. 

“What’s the rush, Emmett?” Elysia asked. 

“Mom, Godmother, are you hungry? I’ll whip up some breakfast for you right now.” 

Emmett was all set to storm the kitchen when Elysia called him back. 

“No need to cook, sweetheart. We’ve already eaten, and your breakfast is ready too. Go freshen up, and then you can eat.” 

“Ah? Did you make it, Mom?” 

“No, it was delivered by a gentleman.” 

“A gentleman?” 

“Mmhmm, I’ll tell you more about it later. Now go wash up and wake your brothers, too.” 

With a quick ‘okay,‘ Emmett pivoted and headed back to their room. 

“Mom said a gentleman brought us breakfast.” 

“Which gentleman?” Elliot and Evan chimed in unison. 

“I don’t know.” 

Elliot and Evan didn’t bother with washing up; they were more interested in grilling Elysia. 

Suddenly, a man appeared in their mom’s life, and they were naturally curious. 

With a smile, Elysia explained, “It was your other godmom’s husband, also an old college. friend of mine. He heard we were in Jindale City and came to check on us, bringing breakfast along. He even peeked into your room, but you boys were still asleep.” 

Elliot and Evan relaxed a bit with the explanation. 

However, back in the room, Elliot couldn’t resist checking the security cameras briefly, then did a quick search on Zane’s background. 

Zane had several labels: self–made man, tycoon son–in–law, ambitious youth, business 

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hotshot, supported husband, universe’s best spouse 

Finding nothing alarming about him, Elliot finally shut down the computer and went to freshen up. 

As long as the guy meant no harm to their mom, they were cool. 

Meanwhile, in the living room, Blossom suddenly gasped, “Oh my stars, Gage is getting his comeuppance!” 

Hearing Gage’s name, Elysia leaned in curiously. “What happened to him?” 

“Take a look. The guy’s been neutered. You’ve been away and might not know, but this Gage is an old lecher, a scourge of Jindale City. He loves bullying women, and he’s brutally good at it. But because of his ties to Tarquin, no one dared to touch him. Now, finally, a hero has emerged.” 

Blossom was oblivious to the bad blood between Elysia and Gage; she was merely reacting to the news. 

Elysia had heard about the connection between Gage and Tarquin from Zane the night before, and she was intrigued. 

Who had the guts to strike at Gage? 

Weren’t they afraid of Tarquin seeking revenge? 

Yet as she glanced at Gage’s miserable photos circulating online, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of schadenfreude.