Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125 

Elysia snatched up her phone with a huff, only to see an unfamiliar number flashing on the screen. Annoyed, she promptly hung up. 

But the caller was persistent and dialed again immediately. 

With a scowl, Elysia answered, “What?! Who is this?” 

“Get downstairs! You’ve got ten minutes!” a frigid voice commanded from the other end before the call abruptly ended. 

Elysia was instantly wide awake. That jerk made the call! 

“Who was that?” Blossom mumbled groggily. She was barely lifting her eyelids and still yawning as she asked. 

Elysia fought to keep her temper in check, “Nobody. Go back to sleep, it’s only five in the morning.” 

“Oh,” Blossom yawned and drifted back off. 

Elysia, clutching her phone, stomped into the living room and onto the balcony to call back, her voice a hushed roar. “Are you out of your mind? Didn’t I tell you not to come around this early? Look at the time! You’re gonna get what’s coming to you for waking people up. Things will all come back to you!” 

“You’ve got eight minutes. If you’re not down, I’m coming up to get you. 

Gritting her teeth, Elysia spat back, “You win!” 

She angrily ended the call and dashed to freshen up. After checking on the kids and planting a kiss on each forehead, she scrambled out the door. 

Reaching the complex’s entrance, she saw no sign of a luxury car. 

As she scanned the area, a car horn beeped. It was coming from a nondescript Volkswagen parked on the street, which she glanced at and quickly dismissed. 

That guy was loaded; he wouldn’t be caught dead in anything less than a high–end ride. 

“Over here!” Tarquin’s voice snapped as he rolled down the window, sounding none too pleased. 

Elysia did a double–take. He actually showed up in a Volkswagen? 

Since when did Mr. Moneybags roll up in such a car? 

Elysia approached and slid into the back seat, immediately launching into a tirade, “What’s your game by torturing me at this ungodly hour? Even the roosters are still snoozing.” 

Tarquin ignored her and pulled away from the curb. 

Elysia pouted at the back of his head and continued, “We didn’t finish our talk last night. Let’s lay it out now. I can look after your son, but I won’t make any promises about my schedule. I’m not planning to stick around Jindale City for long and not sure when I’ll leave. When I’m ready to leave. you can’t stop me. 

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Chapter 125 

Also, I’m not some live–In nanny. I have my own kids and life to deal with, so I can’t be at your beck and call 24/7. You need to let me head home by six every evening. And If something comes up during the day, I need to be able to leave at a moment’s notice.” 

Tarquin just drove in silence. 

Elysia clenched her jaw, “If you don’t say anything, I’ll take it as you agree. Plus, I won’t work for free. You’ll have to pay me a fair wage, at least-” 

“Do a good job, and it’s ten grand a day.” Tarquin cut in suddenly. 

Elysia choked, blinking at him in disbelief, “How much?” 

“Ten thousand.” 

“Ten thousand? A day?” 

He didn’t respond. 

Swallowing hard, Elysia took another look at him and suddenly found him less punchable. 

If she hadn’t suspected him of being that rogue from her past and getting her pregnant, she might have clung to this high roller and never let go. 

This guy was her golden goose! 

Elysia cleared her throat delicately and reiterated, “You said it–ten grand a day!” 

“There’s a bonus if you do well,” 

“A bonus?” Elysia’s eyes widened. 

“Yeah. If you can last ten minutes with Elijah today, you get another ten grand, in cash, not as a salary deduction.” 

Ten minutes for another ten grand? It felt like finding money on the street. 

“You’re sure about this?”