NovelFinishChapter 361 She was adamant about not living with that scoundrel of a man, especially not with Elliot, Evan, and Emmett in tow. Given Elijah's current condition, even if that scoundrel hadn't found her, she couldn't continue staying with Elijah. His overdependence on her wasn't good for his mental health.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Sorry, Elijah," Elysia said as she left a deep kiss on his forehead. Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she made the tough decision to leave, gritting her teeth.
She returned to the study, sat at Tarquin's desk, and wrote a prescription along with an outline for a treatment plan, hoping it would help Benjamin Lawson and the others treat Elijah in the future.
After sorting out Elijah's affairs, Elysia thought about leaving directly, but she couldn't very well go out wrapped in just a towel. Thinking it over, she turned and headed to Tarquin's room. She had to figure out a way to cover up all these bruises! There were no clothes of hers there, and Elijah's wouldn't fit; she had no choice but to make do with Tarquin's clothes. Inside the bedroom, Tarquin was still out cold. Elysia glared at him, teeth gritted in anger, and started rummaging through his wardrobe for something suitable to wear.
All she found in Tarquin's closet were suits and shirts, all in dark shades. After a bit of searching, she found a black wool sweater. It was oversized, but being a turtleneck, it would definitely cover the marks on her neck. Elysia didn't waste any more time, grabbing the sweater and heading out. Before leaving, she shot Tarquin one last look, thinking, 'This is the last time, buddy! Goodbye!' But just as she was about to reach the door, a cold voice cfrom behind her, "Stop!" Elysia jumped, quickly turning around to look. Somehow, he was awake! He was sitting up, looking at her with an icy glare, "Sneaking around, are you?" Elysia's heart raced, pounding like a drum in her chest as she gasped for air, glaring back at him. Then, in the next instant, she turned to run! Tarquin's voice followed her, "There are bodyguards downstairs, you won't get far without my permission!" Elysia immediately stopped, turning around, her eyes wide with terror, breathing heavily. Tarquin's expression was frosty, "Let's be honest, what are you doing in my room, sneaking around like that?" Why would he ask that, especially when his attitude seemed so different from when he recognized her last night? It was as if he hadn't recognized her at all. Could it be, he forgot about last night?! Elysia blinked rapidly, steadying her nerves, and cautiously asked, "Do you remember what happened last night?" "What happened last night?" Tarquin responded.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmElysia was shocked. He really didn't remember?! She dodged the question, "You were drunk last night and somehow ended up at my doorstep. I brought you back here." Tarquin frowned, remembering last night's drinks were with Keaton Huber. It must have been Keaton's doing, purposely sending him to Elysia's place! That Keaton, always dancing on thin ice!
Tarquin decided not to delve into that mess for now, his gaze still fixed on Elysia, "First, me, wixedian answer me, why were you in my room? And why take my clothes?"
m Seeing he genuinely remembered nothing, Elysia felt a rush of relief! If he couldn't remember, then he wouldn't n't discover the truth, wouldn't recognize her, wouldn't suspect Elliot, Evan, and Emmett! Good, good, good, this was great! For the first time, Elysia found herself grateful for Tarquin's lack of memory, her anxious heart finally settling.
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