Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1110

Elysia steadied her heart and continued, "Claire mentioned that Emmett's dad still has no clue about Emmett's situation. She wants us to take Emmett and leave as soon as possible—the sooner, the better."

Tarquin asked, "What do you think?"

"I believe sneaking Emmett away isn't a solution."

What about next time? If Emmett's dad suddenly finds out about Emmett, he'll surely come knocking.

And if we don't clear up the issue of Claire and her daughter being harmed, she won't be at peace leaving.

If Claire didn't care about Emmett, she could easily wash her hands off the matter.

But Claire loves Emmett!

For Emmett's sake, she can't just stand by—after all, she's Emmett's biological mother!

"Emmett's dad is already aware of the situation."

"Huh?" Elysia was taken aback.

Tarquin sighed, "I've done some digging."

Elysia, trusting Tarquin implicitly, was shocked. "Then why would Claire lie?"

"It must be Cecil's doing. Whatever their plan, it ultimately revolves around money, which is why I reminded you to transfer the funds to the hospital account."

"Is Emmett's father a piece of work?"

"Yeah."

"The bruises on Maria and Claire... Did he cause them?!"

"Yeah."

Elysia's brows furrowed, her breathing grew rapid, and soon, tears started streaming down her face.

"Emmett is like my own. If his biological family was happy and welcoming, and Emmett wished to return, I would let him go."

"But under these circumstances, I can't bear to send Emmett back to suffer! I can't allow it, I... oh..."

Tarquin, feeling her pain, pulled her into an embrace again.

From a distance, she couldn't catch their conversation, but she could tell Tarquin was comforting Elysia.

Claire's face showed no jealousy, no envy, just a gentle smile and warm memories.

Once, she and Cecil were just as loving, just as happy.

Cecil treated her well, just like Tarquin did Elysia.

Even though Cecil had changed, even resorting to violence, she didn't blame him.

Cecil hitting her... had its reasons.

The problem wasn't Cecil; the issue lay elsewhere...

Claire's thoughts turned sour, her brow furrowing.

After a moment, she took a deep breath, deciding not to interrupt.

Instead, she adjusted her emotions and called Cecil, "Hey, where are you? I've finished what you asked me to do. I'm coming to see you."