Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1271

“I need to talk to you guys about something.”

Barely had Tarquin finished his sentence before he felt danger in the air. He glanced up, heart skipping a beat.

Bernard had leapt down from the oak tree, eyes sharp and face set in a scowl.

Tarquin, ever alert, dodged the old man’s sudden attack just in time.

But Bernard was relentless, moving with surprising speed for someone his age!

Tarquin’s brows shot up in surprise as he danced backward, barely keeping up.

This little old guy’s not messing around, he thought, forcing himself to focus. But it was clear—he was struggling.

There’s always someone better out there, Tarquin realized. Sure, he was good at making money, but when it came to fighting, Bernard had him beat by a mile.

Among normal folks, Tarquin was pretty handy. Next to Bernard, though? He might as well be swinging at shadows.

He just couldn’t keep up.

After only a few moves, Bernard landed a solid blow.

Tarquin grunted in pain, biting back a curse. He could tell Bernard hadn’t used full strength, but still—his shoulder felt like it was about to split in two.

If Bernard had really gone for it, Tarquin would be toast.

But Bernard wasn’t done. With a cold stare, he came at Tarquin again!

From the sidelines, Evan hollered,

“Bernard, you better stop! If you lay a finger on him, my mom’s gonna bawl her eyes out! That’s her precious baby boy now!”

Tarquin: “…”

Bernard paused instantly, turning to Evan. “Isn’t Elysia’s precious baby boy supposed to be you kids?”

Evan puffed up his chest. “My dad’s part of the club now! He’s Mom’s new favorite, and if you hurt him, she’ll cry so much you’ll never hear the end of it. No one can calm her down—not even with her favorite apple pie!”

“And if Mom starts crying, you know Great-Granny will come after you! What if she jabs you with that crazy knitting needle of hers again and you end up stuck in bed for a week? Then what?”

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