Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1485

Elliot and Elijah's brows were tightly knit, their faces full of worry.

The 8th generation virus was dangerous enough on its own, and with the mysterious man lurking in the shadows, the situation was even more perilous. Things were calm now because the virus hadn’t been found. The moment it was discovered, all hell would likely break loose.

They loved their mom, but they loved their dad just as much. They couldn’t bear the thought of something happening to him.

Tarquin knelt, looking at his two sons with a fond smile. “I promise you both, I will not get hurt. My safety comes first, finding the virus comes second.”

Father and sons looked at each other for a few seconds before Elliot and Elijah threw themselves into Tarquin’s arms from either side.

“You have to come back safe and sound!”

“Don’t you dare get hurt!”

Tarquin wrapped his arms around his sons, his heart swelling with emotion. A loving wife, caring children... he truly was a winner in life.

“I promise you, I'll be safe. I won’t get hurt.”

Elysia knocked and walked in, surprised to see the three of them hugging. “What’s going on?”

As she got closer, she saw that both Elliot and Elijah's eyes were red. Her expression tensed, and she quickly moved to their side. “Elliot, Elijah, what’s wrong?”

The two boys hadn't expected her to come up so suddenly and averted their gazes. “N-nothing, Mom. You and Dad can talk. We're going to pack.”

Before she could say another word, they both scurried out of the room.

Elysia was baffled. “What’s with them...”

Before she could finish, Tarquin stood up and pulled her into his embrace, murmuring, “I don’t want to be apart from you.”

Elysia grinned. “How come you’re not telling me to stay away from other men?”

“I don’t need to,” Tarquin said. “When you’ve got a five-star meal waiting at home, you don’t go looking for cheap takeout on the street.”

Elysia pursed her lips. “I get that you're complimenting yourself, but what kind of man compares himself to a meal?”

Tarquin said without a hint of shame, ”What’s the big deal? I have no shame in front of my wife. As long as you like it, I can be anything you want. I can be a five-star meal, or I can be your big bad wolf.”

Elysia was speechless.

She tilted her head up, looked at him for a few seconds, then stood on her tiptoes and gave him a soft kiss. “I love you~”

A jolt went through Tarquin’s heart. He wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her closer, while his other hand cupped the back of her head, turning his passive role into an active one. The kiss was passionate and deeply loving.