Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1502

The signature read: Kendrick

Kendrick's signature was a flamboyant scrawl, almost illegible to most people.

But Lowell had been with Tarquin for so long that he was very familiar with Kendrick’s signature.

He recognized it instantly. It was Kendrick’s!

Kendrick and Diana's father knew each other—they were friends!

So Tarquin’s photo wasn’t a mistake. The person they were looking for in Border City was Diana’s father!

But Diana’s father had never left this area. He couldn't have been the one who brought the virus back!

So what was going on?

Diana noticed his strange expression. “What’s wrong?”

Lowell snapped back to reality. “Nothing. I’m just surprised by this signature…”

Diana asked, “You can’t read it either?”

Lowell neither nodded nor shook his head, changing the subject instead. “This one isn't a children's version. How do you read it?”

Diana said, “I haven’t read it yet. I can’t read it without the simplified text. I don't know a lot of the words.”

Lowell asked, “Then why not buy an easier version?”

Diana, who had let his guard down, shrugged helplessly. “It would be a waste of money to buy another one when we already have it. Books are expensive. I saved up for a long time to buy these.”

Lowell looked at Diana, feeling a pang of sympathy.

Life really wasn't fair.

Some people had every opportunity to study and learn but couldn't be bothered. Others would do anything for the chance but didn't have the means.

Lowell said, “I’ll send you some books later. I love to read, just like you, and I have a ton at home.”

Diana was too shy to accept. “Once the library is built, you can donate them there. I’ll just borrow them.”

Lowell didn’t insist. “Alright. Be careful on the trail.”

Diana packed the freshly cooked stew into an insulated container and headed out.

The moment Diana was gone, Lowell’s expression hardened. He didn't rummage through Diana’s belongings, but he frowned, took a photo of the old picture on the wall, and sent it to Tarquin.

Up on the mountain.

The crazy guy was on edge, constantly looking down the path. When he saw Diana in the distance, he rushed to meet him, and the sheepdogs ran toward Diana as well.

Diana first pulled a few bones from his sack and tossed them to the dogs, then dismounted as he got closer to the crazy guy. He opened the container and handed it over. “Wyatt, time to eat.”

The crazy guy glanced down the path again. Diana knew he was looking for Lowell. “He’s fine, just a sprained ankle. He’s resting at my house right now.”

Upon hearing this, the crazy guy’s eyes widened as he stared at Diana. After a moment, he said agitatedly, “Go! Make him go!”

Diana said, “I checked him out. He’s not a bad person. They’re here to learn martial arts from the old man. They might even be able to help us.”

Wyatt glared at Diana, unhappy. “Make him go! Go!”