Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 509

"Watch it, buddy! You're in my way!"

Instead of an apology, the other guy just started mouthing off.

Elysia glared at him, noticing he was just a kid, probably no older than sixteen or seventeen, clearly going through that rebellious phase. His style screamed "trying too hard," with bleached hair and ears and nose decked out in flashy jewelry. To any adult, he was the definition of trouble.

Elysia frowned, "You bump into someone and act like you're the one wronged? Is this what your parents taught you?!"

The troublemaker just smirked, "Oh, my bad, didn't see you there, gorgeous. Hurt anywhere? Need me to take you to the hospital?"

"No, thanks!"

"Let me at least see where you're hurt?"

As he made a move towards her, Elysia quickly stepped back, "Back off, keep it respectful!"

The boy jingled his sports car keys, smirking, "No worries, I'm one of the good guys. If you're not hurt, how about a ride instead? My dad just got me this for my birthday, cost him a pretty penny."

Clearly, this was a spoiled rich kid. Elysia wanted nothing to do with him and turned to leave.

But the boy grabbed her arm, "Come on, don't be like that. We met for a reason, let's go somewhere and talk."

Elysia was not having it, "Let go!"

But he held on, "I've taken a liking to you."

She was confident her brothers, Elliot, Evan, and Emmett Elijah, would never turn out like this. Such arrogance and ignorance were bound to lead to trouble. His parents couldn't protect him forever. If they were too soft now, life would surely teach him a harsher lesson later.

Elysia let out a huff, picked up her phone, and hailed a cab home.

In the distance, a cold gaze followed her departure, then shifted towards the direction of the speeding sports car...

A while later, on a nearly deserted road.

The rich kid was still blasting his music and speeding when a pickup truck slammed into him! With a loud crash and the kid's screams, the sports car flipped several times before coming to a smoking halt.

A tall, handsome man stepped out of the pickup truck, his gaze fixed on the wreckage.