Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 364

Six years ago, on March 27th…

That was the day Elysia's world fell apart!

She had gone to the airport to pick up her husband when chaos erupted. Amidst the turmoil, he dragged her into a darkened lounge, where she spent three agonizing hours in despair.

Ignoring her protests and pleas, he left her with nothing but empty promises before tearing at her clothes…

That day, he was like a madman, a ravenous wolf, a domineering lion—wild and uncontrollable!

He pinned her down, dominating her from behind, on the floor, taking what he wanted over and over again until he had marked every inch of her.

It was her first time, and the pain of being forcefully entered was etched into her soul, unforgettable for a lifetime.

The memories were too painful to revisit. Elysia trembled all over, her fingernails nearly piercing the soft flesh of her palms in distress.

She wanted to tear him apart, oh, how she wanted to!

Tarquin saw the anger and resentment in her eyes and was more convinced it was her.

He, too, was shaking, his emotions running as high as Elysia's.

He placed his hands on her shoulders, bending down to meet her gaze, his eyes red with emotion,

"It's you, isn't it? You've been trying to strip me, not for some scandalous photoshoot, but because you wanted to see if the marks you left on my shoulder were there, right? From the first time we met, you insisted on me getting undressed, just to check for those bite marks to confirm it was me! At the hospital the other day, when you knocked me out, you must have seen the marks and confirmed my identity, but you refuse to admit it, don't you? You blame me, hate me, never want to see me again, right?"

Yes! Yes! Yes!

I do blame you! I do hate you! I never want to see you again in my life!

Elysia responded in her heart, her lips trembling too much to make a sound.

Tarquin seemed to find his answer in her emotions, his heart filled with sorrow, self-reproach, and overwhelming guilt.

"I'm sorry!"

Elysia's tears burst forth at his words…

So, compared to the damage he had caused, what was his apology worth?

His late affection was worth less than dirt!

With reddened eyes, Elysia sniffled, holding back her tears, and slapped his hand away, "Don't touch me!"

Tarquin froze, "…"

Elysia continued in denial,

"So much time has passed, how could I remember? I've forgotten what happened that day!"

For the sake of her three children, she would never admit it until the very end!

Tarquin's voice shook, "Forgotten, then why are you crying?"

"I'm not crying!"