Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 708

Tarquin frowned slightly, mulling over the age-old problem: it always came down to money.

Standing tall on his financial pedestal, it was inevitable that he'd catch the eye of those looking to pull him down and claim his wealth as their own.

If he were just an average Joe, he wouldn't have a target on his back.

He had yet to come clean to Elysia about the full extent of his wealth, deliberately avoiding the topic of money. He asked her, "Being with me could be dangerous. Does that scare you?"

"Frightened?... But I won't leave you because of it!"

Tarquin was profoundly moved, pulling Elysia into a tight embrace.

Reflecting on recent events the night before, he suspected someone was stirring up trouble to intimidate Elysia. They wanted her to realize the danger of being with him, hoping she'd get cold feet and leave him of her own accord.

The thought made him anxious, knowing Elysia's timid nature. Hearing her commitment left him deeply touched.

"Check this out," Elysia said, pulling away to show him a message on her phone.

Tarquin studied the screen, immediately thinking of the mysterious figure who seemed to be using the danger surrounding him to drive Elysia away.

But if the car accident wasn't their doing, who else could it be?

The suspects boiled down to three: the mystery person, Keith, and Elysia's estranged husband!

If the mysterious figure wasn't the mastermind, then it had to be Keith or her husband, both of whom had motives.

After their last altercation, Tarquin hadn't seen Keith, even going so far as to have someone dig into Keith's background in his hometown, still awaiting findings.

The police took their statements that morning, informing them that the assailant responsible for the highway crash had been apprehended and was currently under police custody. They were also tracking down the other involved parties.

Relief washed over Elysia, visibly rejuvenating her.

Tarquin, watching quietly, felt a weight lift from his shoulders. Her well-being was his solace.

At noon, Axel's call came unexpectedly, "Can you talk?"

Glancing at Elysia, who was engaged in conversation with Blossom about the kids, Tarquin excused himself, "Give me a sec, I'll step out."

He headed towards the hospital's designated smoking area, phone in hand, "Go ahead."

Axel was straight to the point, "We've found the mole."