Elysia's eyes snapped open. "What time is it?"
Tarquin casually replied, "11:50."
Elysia froze, her eyes flying wide open in panic. "Why didn't you wake me up sooner?!"
Grumbling under her breath, she scrambled out of bed and frantically started throwing her clothes on.
Tarquin, his chiseled chest and abs on full display, leaned back against the headboard and laughed,
"You're getting so much stronger. It used to be that you couldn't even get out of bed after a short session, but now..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he let out a sharp hiss. Elysia had pinched him hard, silently telling him to shut up!
Tarquin playfully warned, "It's the holidays! No physical violence allowed. Watch it, or I'll go downstairs and complain to Mom and Dad."
Elysia rolled her eyes at him. "Hurry up and get dressed!"
She threw her clothes on in a wild rush, sprinted to the bathroom to hastily fix her hair, and gathered whatever energy she had left as she power-walked out the door.
By the time they reached the ground floor, it was already 11:57 PM.
Elysia muttered a complaint, "I didn't even get to watch the broadcast."
Tarquin, looking effortlessly handsome in his dark red loungewear with his hands shoved casually into his pockets, quipped,
"The broadcast isn't nearly as good-looking as I am."
Elysia shot him another exasperated glare. "Narcissist!"
The moment the kids saw them coming downstairs, they immediately rushed over.
"Daddy! Mommy! What were you guys doing upstairs? Why did it take you so long to come down?"
Elysia's face instantly burned red. Tarquin seamlessly lied,
"We were video calling Lowell, Axel, and Blossom."
The kids bought it completely, not an ounce of suspicion in their little minds.
Elysia pressed her lips together and shot him a sideways glance. Such a smooth liar!
The countdown was just about to begin. Clayton and Pamela sat closely together on the sofa, while Tarquin stood right behind them, one arm wrapped securely around Elysia's shoulders.
The kids crowded excitedly in front of them.
The entire family stared at the television screen. The second the countdown started, they enthusiastically chanted along with the rest of the country,
"10, 9, 8, 7... 3, 2, 1! Happy New Year! Wishing you health, peace, and endless fortune..."
"Wishing Grandpa and Grandma a long, healthy life!"
"Wishing Daddy gets richer and Mommy gets even prettier!"

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The readers' comments on the novel: Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem
For real you have been too slow in updates...
Hey please no more hitching yes I know am hitched but save me π₯Ί...
Hitched and hitched again indeed I am hitched too with the drama but please ππ½ upload more not forget you guys...
Now am left in suspense , I guess I have to take a nap till the next update But the book is good . I had taken long time without reading a thrilling content that could keep me looking π till sunset , so I give you thumbs up...
Oh, it should be Keit's doing, I am wondering why he do this thing he might be related to the Bradford or he's one of Bradford's enemy sons take revenge. Thanks for the update greatly appreciated :))...
What happen to the admin who translated this book why there's no update for a long time, please please post a new chapter, we greatly appreciate :)) Thanks in advance...
I still believe Zane is the mysterious man ........
My instinct told me that the mysterious guy is ZANE...
Why the translator always used the word stepdad this made me confused coz Tarquin is not their stepdad Tarquin is their biological dad ........
AHHHHHH the man is really stupid ..... Thanks for the update morex6 please :)...