Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1332

[Hey babe, you busy?]

Elysia sent a quick text to Tarquin.

The moment his phone buzzed, the deep crease between Tarquin’s brows smoothed out, and his whole face softened. The change was instant—he looked gentle, even tender. Not only did he turn gentle, but he also tossed his pen aside, abandoned his work, and grabbed his phone to call his wife back.

Before hearing from his wife: work is life.

After hearing from his wife: forget work—wife is life.

"Did you just wake up?" Tarquin's voice was so soft it was almost unrecognizable.

Lowell, sitting across from Tarquin, could barely keep a straight face. See? There isn’t a man alive who can’t be sweet—they just save it for the right person, and Tarquin’s sweetness was strictly a limited edition.

Lowell knew when to make himself scarce. As soon as he stepped out, he announced to the team,

“Congrats, everyone—you’ve all been pardoned. Pack it up, it’s time for lunch.”

People looked around, surprised. “The boss is taking a break?”

“Yep. Looks like you lot have suffered enough. An angel has come to save you all.”

“Which angel?” someone joked.

Lowell grinned, “The boss’s wife.”

Suddenly, everyone perked up.

“It’s lunchtime, so she’s probably calling the boss home to eat. Think he’ll actually go?”

“Oh, definitely! It’s all over the internet—our boss is absolutely whipped! He adores his wife.”

“Yeah, but he’s also a workaholic. You guys remember how much he loves his job, right?”

“That was then, this is now,” someone piped up. “Lowell, who does the boss love more: his wife or his work?”

A young woman chimed in, “I bet he loves his wife more!”

Lowell gave her a big thumbs-up. “You win! Right now, the boss only wants to be in love, not at work! If he didn’t have to make money for his wife, he’d never be here—he’d be glued to her 24/7!”

Eyes widened. “Seriously?”

“Cross my heart,” Lowell swore, hand over his chest.

Soon, word had spread: the boss was a total puppy, always glued to his wife, and even a little bit afraid of her. People joked the boss’s wife was a real-life guardian angel, saving them all from endless overtime. If you wanted to get ahead, don’t cozy up to the boss—go make friends with his wife!

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At the Number One Estate, Tarquin pulled up early. In the living room, only Elysia and Winona were around.

Clayton and Pamela, early risers, had taken little Evan out for a walk and some grocery shopping so as not to wake the others.

The rest of the kids were still upstairs, catching up on sleep.

Winona had arrived about half an hour ago, rushing over the moment she heard Elysia was awake.

Blossom wasn’t there—she was busy. The new school year was about to start, and as a pre-K teacher, she had to be back at school for training.

After a month of rest and TLC, Winona was finally back to her old self!