Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem



If Claire found out about her family's situation now, she'd be worried sick!

After hesitating for a moment, Tarquin decided to keep Cecil's information to himself.

"Alright, I'll look into it and let you know what I find."

"Okay."

Elysia said goodbye to Blossom and Hollis and headed to the pediatric ward.

Inside the room, Maria was awake.

Claire sat by the bed, her eyes red as she gently caressed her daughter's face, whispering softly, "Maria, you nearly gave mommy a heart attack. If anything happened to you, mommy wouldn't want to go on. I'm so sorry, Maria. It's mommy's fault for not being able to protect you or take care of you properly."

The little girl, with an IV needle in one hand, reached up with her other hand to gently wipe away Claire's tears, "Don't cry, mommy. It's not your fault." Claire's voice choked up, "Mommy won't cry. Are you in pain, Maria?"

The little girl, wise beyond her years, shook her head, "No pain. Are you, mommy?"

"As long as you're not in pain, mommy's fine."

Maria blinked up at Claire, "Mommy, can't we leave daddy?"

Claire froze, then her smile faded and her brows furrowed, "No!"

Maria, sensing her mother's displeasure, bit her lip and didn't dare to speak further.

Elysia walked in just in time to catch the tail end of their conversation.

Elysia was puzzled. Why would Emmett's sister want to leave her father?

They say daughters are their father's past life lovers, and the bond between father and daughter is often stronger than that between father and son. Why would she want to leave her father?

After a brief silence, Elysia knocked on the door.

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Claire came to open it, surprised at first but then quickly inviting her in, repeatedly expressing her gratitude, "Ms. Thorne, I can't thank you enough for today. I heard from the doctor that Maria's treatment cost a lot, and it was you and your friend who took care of it. And your husband even instructed the hospital to use the best medication for Maria, and this room, it's the best the hospital has. I don't even know what to say, I..."

"You don't have to mention it," Elysia cut her off, fearing she might start crying again and they wouldn't get the chance to talk properly. Claire sniffled, "Please, have a seat. Maria, say hello."noveldrama

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She pulled up a chair for Elysia, coaxing her daughter to greet their guest, then busied herself getting water and slicing fruit for Elysia.

Her every move was tinged with a sense of humility.

This humility wasn't an act; it seemed to emanate from her very being.

The little girl, lying in bed, obediently greeted, "Hello."

Elysia smiled gently at her, "Hello."

Maria didn't look much like Emmett, but when she spoke, she was as gentle and well-behaved as Emmett.

After all, they were siblings; there were bound to be similarities.

This similarity made Elysia feel even more compassionate towards her, softly offering, "How about I take your pulse?"

Maria looked towards Claire, seeking her opinion.

Claire managed a weak smile, stepping forward to tuck her daughter's hand under the blankets, "The doctor just examined her

there's no need to trouble yourself."

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It was clear she was trying to divert Elysia's attention away from taking Maria's pulse. Elysia was suspicious. In the morning, Claire was grateful when she offered to take Maria's pulse.

Why was she refusing now?

Elysia didn't show her suspicion, took the glass of water but didn't drink, "Sit down, let's talk, about Emmett."