Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 387

She was clearly so smitten with Elijah, yet she stubbornly refused to admit she was the woman from back then.

By not admitting it, wasn't she essentially denying being Elijah's mother? She knew full well about Elijah's fixation on finding his mother, how desperately he wanted her back. How could she bear to let him keep yearning? What was she thinking?

Tarquin was still in the dark, oblivious to the fact that the mother and son had already recognized each other. He was foolishly harboring doubts.

"You even considered Elijah's feelings? He may call you Blossom, but he's never given up hope on his real mom. If he knew you were his birth mother, he'd be over the moon, he'd be..."

"I don't need you meddling in my business with Elijah. Are you going to spill the beans, or not? If not, I'm going back inside!" Elysia interrupted him again, frowning.

Tarquin's brow furrowed; the atmosphere between him and Elysia was nothing like he had imagined over the years. He thought once he found her, she'd be angry, resentful, tearful, blaming him for his past sins! But he never expected her to keep denying it! Even he, the one at fault, was willing to admit it, yet she, the victim, stubbornly refused. Why?

Without saying another word, Tarquin opened another envelope, and unsurprisingly, the result was the same. He handed the second report to Elysia and proceeded with the third, each confirming his belief. He had always known she was the one he was looking for! So when the reports confirmed their maternal relationship, he wasn't surprised at all.

Truth be told, neither was Elysia... She was just scared! She had known all along that she was the one he was searching for, so the outcome of the tests was no mystery to her. But, she had always clung to a sliver of hope! She wished for a miracle, for the tests to be wrong, to remain unrecognized! But hope is just hope, and reality doesn't always follow.

Holding the three opened reports, Elysia's anxiety turned into desolation. Before seeing the results, she was nervous and terrified, clinging to that sliver of hope. Now that she saw them, all hope was gone, and she felt a strange sense of acceptance. She didn't want him to discover the truth, but she was powerless to alter reality. If change was impossible, then acceptance was the only option. It was time to face the music and lay everything out on the table.