Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 386

Elijah hugged Elysia tightly, his excitement palpable. "Thanks, Mommy."

Elysia, with a doting smile, gently ruffled his hair. "Silly boy, you're my little treasure. No need to thank me, okay?"

Just then, Elijah's stomach growled audibly.

Elysia chuckled. "Are you hungry?"

Elijah nodded shyly, "A bit."

"Let's see what we've got in the fridge. I'll whip something up for you."

"Okay."

Living in a high-end apartment, Elijah had everything he needed at his fingertips—a kitchen, a study, a bathroom, and all the essentials for daily life.

As Elysia headed to the kitchen to prepare something for Elijah, he took the opportunity to think about the paternity test.

He checked his smartwatch, noticing several messages and missed calls from Elliot, Evan, and Emmett.

Glancing towards the kitchen, Elijah decided to call Elliot back.

Elliot answered immediately, "Elijah, you're awake? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, don't worry about me. I'm fine now."

"That's a relief. Did you see the messages we sent?"

"I did. I've already talked to Mommy. She's agreed to stay for a while and give things a try with Dad. If it doesn't work out, she'll leave then."

"Is Mommy really okay with this?"

"Yeah! I wouldn't force her if she wasn't. She's in a good mood now, actually making me some food."

"That's great to hear. As long as she's happy, we're relieved."

"But Mommy said, during this trial period with Dad, she doesn't want him to know her identity, so we need to sort out the paternity test issue."

Being exposed could make escaping later a near-impossible feat.

Clutching her hands tightly, Elysia fought the urge to snatch the envelopes and tear them to shreds, her gaze fixated.

Tarquin, noticing her tension, offered a gentle out, "If you don't want to see them, you don't have to."

Elysia, confused, looked up at him.

It wasn't the reports she feared, but their potential revelations.

The threat of exposure hung over her, threatening to cage her like a canary, strip her of her freedom, and shadow her children's happiness.

"Elysia, I'm not trying to pressure you, I..."

"Just open them!" Elysia cut him off, refusing to back down until the very end.

Tarquin, frustrated by her stubbornness yet soft appearance, sighed. What a paradox she was.