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Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 171
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Chapter 171

Over here, Elysia had just hung up the phone with Blossom when Jessamine’s call cthrough.

Jessamine said she had just finished tshopping and was on her way to the hospital when Keaton told her

Elysia had been discharged.

Elysia replied with a chuckle. “Yeah, | just got discharged. Don’t bother coming over; I'm fine. It was just a bit of

a scare, but I'm all good

now

“Ugh, | only just found out. And lettell you about that Orlane - she’s got snerve! Not only is she

audacious, but she hasn’t shown a shred of remorse! The whole mall incident was brushed off by Keaton because

she was his girlfriend at the t- he treated it like a breakup settlement. But she’s so ungratefull if | had

known, | wouldn't have let her off so easily that day! Thank goodness you're okay. What if something serious had

happened?”

“I'm alright, so let's just put it behind us.”

“I gave Keaton an earful over the phone just now. Every day it's a new with him and his girlfriends. And

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now look, he’s caused a scene! | haven't seen him in person yet, but just you wait until | do I'm going to give him

a piece of my mind”

“Well, Mr. Huber didn’t see it coming either, after all, Oriana is an ex of his, so | wouldn't say he’s at fault.”

“Not at fault? He's the one who stirred up this mess! If he hadn't dated Oriana in the first place, there wouldn't

have been the mall incident, nor what happened today!”

You could hear the frustration in Jessamine’s voice.

Elysia tried to soothe her, “Mr. Huber already cto apologize today, and he actually dida

e a huge favor. I'm quite thankful to him.”

“He owes you an apology! And if you ever need anything, just ask him. If he dares not help, I'll take care of him!”

Elysia giggled, “Sure.”

After chatting with Jessamine for a bit and making plans to catch up another day, Elysia hung up.

She felt a warm glow inside - Jessamine had been really good to her and was like her guardian angel.

If it weren't for Jessamine, Keaton might not have agreed to her request so readily.

The fact that Keaton had gone to the hospital to apologize so humbly today. Elysia believed, was also because of

Jessamine.

Keaton was probably afraid of getting an earful from Jessamine, which was why he hurried to apologize.

That was Elysias assumption, but in reality, Keaton’s visit was largely motivated by Tarquin

The way Tarquin had roared at the construction site had been terrifying!

If Keaton didn’t make things right with her, Tarquin would surely have his head.

Putting away her phone, Elysia looked around. It had been over twenty minutes, and she still couldn’t hail a cab.

It was rush hour, and the area around the hospital was busy not the best tto find a ride

Elysia checked her GPS and saw that the supermarket wasn’t too far, a bike ride would only take about twenty

minutes.

Without hesitation, she walked a few steps forward and got a shared bicycle.

Pedaling off, she hit the road.

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Lowell was dumbfounded as he asked, “Tarquin, are we still going to follow her?”

“Keep up,” Tarquin commanded.

Lowell sighed inwardly, “But how?”

If she were driving a sports car, he wouldn't be worried about keeping up.

But cycling? How was he supposed to follow her without drawing attention?

The gas pedal was a delicate matter - too much pressure, and he'd speed past her; too light, and the car might

not even move.

And even if he managed it, it would be too easy for her to spot them!

After mulling it over, Lowell turned to Tarquin and suggested, “Maybe you should get down and grab a bike too,

Tarquin. Its the safest way. If you wear a mask, she won't repognize you. Just pedal slowly and follow her.

Otherwise, if | keep driving this car... it's a sure bet well get noticed.”

Tarquin’s expression darkened as he said, “Cut the chatter and get moving.”

With a silent groan, Lowell had no choice but to reluctantly start the car.

Elysia continued her leisurely bike ride in the bike lane, while Lowell followed in the luxury vehicle, crawling

along the road at snail's