NovelFinishChapter 408 Upstairs, the family of three didn't discuss Nola's affair.
Elysia chatted with Elijah for quite a while, and after tucking the little guy into bed, she finally went to freshen up in the bathroom. Tarquin, lounging on the living room couch with his long legs crossed, squinted in the direction of the bathroom with a look that was...
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtlike a big bad wolf eyeing a little lamb, like a junkyard dog watching a bone, or like a hunter spotting his prey. Today, during his catch-up with Keaton, there were a few remarks he found himself agreeing with wholeheartedly.
Keaton had said, "Elysia, that girl, you can tell she's not the brightest bulb in the box. Not bright, and stubborn to boot! With her like that, if she didn't have a strong backing, you could have her wrapped around your finger in no time. After all, she can't outmuscle you, and no matter how stubborn, she won't flip the script on you! But here's the rub - she's got a safety! Elijah is so fond of her, she just has to wail, and Elijah would be at your throat! Besides, you're currently suspecting she's the one you've been looking for, you surely can't bear to upset her. So, the best strategy now is to coax her! Don't go head-to-head with her. You're just after a few strands of her hair for a paternity test, not making her go bald. Just put your mind to it, and you'll succeed easily. With her intelligence, can she outplay you? Let's not even talk about tricking her into bed, snagging a few hairs should be a piece of cake, right?" Tricking her into bed was out of the question for him; he just wanted a few strands of her hair.
Thus, he decided to follow Keaton's advice and coax her! Inside the bathroom, after Elysia had finished freshening up and dried her hair to about 80% dryness, she even made sure to collect all the hair she shed before leaving the bathroom.
Upon exiting, she saw someone sitting on the living room couch.
He had shed his suit and dress shirt, now donning a navy blue round-neck loungewear.
The change of clothes seemed to soften his edges, making him appear much more approachable and gentle. "Chere," he suddenly said.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmElysia, in her modest cotton pajamas, her long hair cascading down, looked around uncertainly, "Are you talking to me?" Tarquin pursed his lips, barely holding back a chuckle at her clueless der me. Who else would I be talking to, a ghost?!" or, "In this room, it's just you and Elysia's lips twitched in annoyance, "Don't talk about scary stuff in the middle of the night. What do you want? Just say it." Tarquin glanced at the wine and glasses on the table, gesturing for her to join him for a drink.
Elysia, puzzled and wary, asked, "Why?" "To drink." "I know that! I mean, why suddenly inviteto drink?!" Tarquin said, "To apologize for how I've treated you before, and also to thank you for what you've done for Elijah." Elysia stood her ground, "Let's not dwell on the past. As long as you don't bother me, I won't bother you. As for my efforts for Elijah... I did it willingly, no thanks needed." "Alright, then let's toast to us getting along from here on out."
Tarquin's sincerity made Elysia blink, thinking if they could truly get along, nothing would be better!
She tentatively asked, "So, you don't suspectanymore? The content etistom novelenglish.net! Tarquin countered, "Do you?" Elysia quickly replied, "Of course not!"
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