Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 430

After a short while, Elysia and Elijah made their way downstairs. Seeing Lowell, they were taken aback. “What are you guys doing here? When did you arrive?”

Lowell replied, “We came over with you.”

Elysia was surprised, “You didn’t leave?”

“Nope.”

“Why not? Didn’t we tell you to head out first?”

Lowell just chuckled, not really sure why himself, and helped open the car door for them to get in.

Elijah got into the car first, followed closely by Elysia. She couldn’t help but ask Tarquin, “Why didn’t you leave?”

Tarquin didn’t respond, causing Elijah to nudge him slightly in dissatisfaction.

Tarquin pressed his lips together, “Was dealing with some work stuff in the car, lost track of time.”

“…Oh. Wait, where’s my phone? Ah, left it upstairs. Elijah, wait for me, I’ll be right back.”

Elysia hurriedly opened the car door and rushed back into the building.

Suddenly, Tarquin said, “Check Nola’s location.”

Elijah’s heart skipped a beat, “!”

Noticing his reaction, Tarquin asked, “What’s wrong?”

Elijah frowned, “Nothing!”

Before Tarquin could say anything else, Elijah, sounding upset, asked, “Why are you looking for her?”

“Just have a few questions to ask.”

“What questions?”

Tarquin didn’t directly answer but instead countered, “You don’t want me to find her?”

“Huh?” Lowell was momentarily confused. “I thought we weren’t looking?”

“Do it quietly, without letting Elijah know.”

Lowell was puzzled for a few seconds, then asked, “You suspect Elijah’s involved in Nola’s disappearance?”

Tarquin neither confirmed nor denied, simply stating, “Just check.”

Lowell, still a bit bewildered, added, “It can’t be that Elijah, to keep you focused on Ms. Thorne and away from Nola causing trouble, dealt with her? But that doesn’t make sense. Our Elijah is always so cool and polite, and even though he doesn’t like Nola, considering she once saved him, he wouldn’t harm her. Plus, Elijah’s only five, still a kid. He can’t be that scheming.”

Tarquin glanced at him, “Too much talk.”

Scratching his head, Lowell said, “I’ll get on it.”

After Lowell left, Tarquin sat at his desk, lost in thought for a moment, then picked up his phone to text Elysia, “Got something to ask you. Should I come to you, or will you come to the study?”

Elysia, who was lying on the bed scrolling through news about Nola, sat up abruptly after reading Tarquin’s message.