Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem



Elysia Thorne woke up before dawn, startled from her sleep.

Realizing she was still in bed, she quickly got up to check on her son.

Tarquin Bradford was still by the hospital bed, surprised to see her up so early, "Awake already?"

Elysia's focus was on her son, "Yeah, just woke up naturally. How's Elliot doing?"

"He's been quiet, sleeping soundly."

Elysia checked Elliot's pulse to make sure everything was normal before she could relax.

"You should get some rest, Tarquin. I'll stay with Elliot."

Her words were polite, but Tarquin couldn't help but chuckle, pinching her cheek, "Still half-asleep? Forgot Elliot is my son too?"

"Huh?"

"Why the thanks? He's my son too. You've been taking care of him for years without a word of complaint. Why would I find a single night hard?" Elysia froze for a moment before awkwardly smiling, "Guess I got too used to handling everything on my own, forgot I'm not alone in this." Tarquin gently tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, his eyes filled with affection, "He's our son. Whatever it is, we'll face it together from now on. You're not alone anymore."

It was still dark outside, but Elysia felt like she'd just had a sweet treat, her heart blooming with warmth, "Alright, but you need to rest too. Staying up all night isn't good for you."

"I'm not tired yet. I'll rest when I feel like it. You should go back to sleep for a bit."

After saying that, he kissed her forehead.

Elysia blushed, instinctively glancing at Elliot before scolding him softly, "Don't start with that in front of our son."

Tarquin grinned, revealing a set of perfect white teeth, "Can't help wanting to kiss you..."

His actions became more suggestive as he gently caressed her cheek, his gaze turning fervent.

Elysia's heart raced, dodging the conversation, "I'll go freshen up. Then it's your turn to rest."

Tarquin watched her graceful exit, his throat bobbing as he stood up and followed, quietly closing the door behind him.

The temperature in the guest room seemed to rise...

Standing at the bathroom sink, Elysia's heart pounded, "What are you doing here?"

"Elysia..." His intentions were clear.

Her heartbeat quickened. He had tried to be playful before bedtime, and she had declined. Now, he seemed eager again.

"I'll just wash my face to wake up fully, then it's your turn to rest with Elliot."

As Elysia turned on the tap, Tarquin moved closer, seeking a morning kiss.

Elysia, back turned, trembled slightly, "It's still dark outside."

Tarquin stood behind her, hands on the countertop, encircling her between his arms and the sink, "Forget the morning kiss. How about just a kiss?" With his warm breath on her ear, Elysia's heart fluttered.

Wanting to quickly send him away, she turned and pecked his cheek.

Unsatisfied, he persisted.

Blushing, Elysia turned around, tiptoeing to kiss his lips lightly.

She intended it to be brief, but he suddenly took the lead, deepening the kiss...

"Elysia, let's just get a divorce," he said after they parted.novelbin

His voice was husky, filled with unspoken yearning, painfully endearing.

Elysia knew what he meant and how he felt, her face flushed and heart in turmoil.

They had just reunited as a family, and he was clearly happy. Having had a few drinks, his desires were heightened.

After being pushed away once, she couldn't bear to reject him again.

His restraint was out of respect, understanding, and care for her...

She understood him, cared for him, and his discomfort pained her. So, trembling, Elysia took the initiative...

When Elysia woke up again, it was already past nine in the morning, unaware of when she had fallen asleep. The first thing she saw upon waking was Tarquin.

He was leaning over, sneaking a kiss.

Elysia opened her eyes, startling Tarquin.

But he didn't back away, instead cheekily kissing her once more, smiling, "Awake? Hungry?"

He was brimming with energy, visibly delighted!

Elysia's mind raced with fragmented memories, her last clear memory being his voice calling her name...

Feeling parched and pushing him away to sit up, she asked, "Why are you here? Where's Elliot?"

"Benjamin Lawson took him for a check-up. Evan, Emmett, and Elijah are playing games. I came to see if you were awake. Did you sleep well? Want to sleep more?"

"No, I'm actually quite hungry. Can you make me something to eat? I'll come out in a bit."

"Sure!" Tarquin kissed her again before leaving, his spirits soaring.

Elysia, once alone, hurried to the bathroom to wash her face and calm down.

Instead of heading straight out, she paused in the bathroom to reflect on her marriage with Tarquin.

Her desire for a divorce was stronger than ever.

She couldn't keep him in suspense...

His patience was out of love and respect for her...

Feeling for him, Elysia made a call to the Royal Community,

"Please tell Tarquin, if he agrees to a divorce, I'm willing to..."

After stating her terms, Elysia hung up, sighing with a mix of relief and determination.

Convinced her offer would tempt Tarquin, she awaited his response, unaware of the call he was about to receive.