Chapter 591 For Keaton and his band of misfits, this was an unexpected delight! But they were also confused, "What's going on, Tarquin?" "Let's call it a night," Tarquin said without turning his head, striding away.
Keaton paused for a moment before calling Benjamin, "Is there something up with Elijah again?" Benjamin was just as puzzled, "Elijah's fine." "Then why was Tarquin in such a rush?" Benjamin replied, "I was wondering that myself! All I said was that Elysia got a small cut, and he started freaking out..." Keaton couldn't help but roll his eyes. Tarquin was hopelessly head over heels! He wondered if Tarquin would sweat bullets and seek vengeance on a whole mosquito family if Elysia got a mosquito bite.
Keaton then asked, "Did you send him back?" "No! He decided to go on his own." Keaton raised an eyebrow and chuckled.
After hanging up, he told the others, "Well, this wasn't for nothing. Let's plan a get-together and have Tarquin perform a live kiss scene, three minutes long!" Meanwhile, Tarquin arrived at the hospital when it was pitch dark outside.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe hurried to the door of Elysia's room, turned the knob, and tried to push the door open.
But...
The door was locked from the inside, and he couldn't open it.
Tarquin knocked, "Elysia, open up!" Elysia was about to take a shower when she heard his voice, her heart skipped a beat, then started pounding wildly.
She wasn't sure yet if he had fallen for her.
But she felt he must be interested! But she didn't like him back! She hadn't figured out how to face him, and besides, it was too late, and she was alone in her room.
It wasn't proper for a man and a woman to be alone together at this hour, so she really didn't want to see him.
Elysia held her chest, standing still, planning to pretend no one was inside.
But then Tarquin's voice cthrough again, "Elysia, I know you're in there, open up!" Elysia's lips twitched, out of options, she wrapped herself tighter in her robe and cautiously asked through the door, "What do you want this late?" "Benjamin said you were injured!" "Injured? I'm not injured." "He mentioned you got a small cut and even bled." Elysia glanced at her now-healed finger, confused. Was that even considered an injury? "It's healed, like a mosquito bite, it's nothing." "Open up, lethave a look." Elysia's heartbeat quickened, "Well, it's really late, it's not appropriate for you to cin! Let's talk tomorrow! I'm going to bed!" After saying that, she even pretended to turn around, stomping her feet to create the illusion that she was walking away, then leaned on the door to listen.
Her childish act made Tarquin press his lips together, unabashedly calling her out, "I know you're still at the door, I have something else to discuss, it has to be tonight!"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRealizing she was caught, Elysia's lips twitched, "What is it? Just say it." "Open the door! I'll cin, we'll talk face to face." "I told you, it's too late, just say it, I'm listening." Tarquin: "..." Seeing she was determined not to open the door, he turned and left.
Elysia, hearing his footsteps fade away and the elevator's doors open and close, hurriedly peeked through the peephole. Tarquin was nowhere to be seen.
She cautiously opened the door a crack, then stuck her head out to look lick both ways. The hallway was empty; Tarquin had indeed left.
"Phew..." Elysia sighed in relief, finally at ease.
She locked the door, feeling safe to head to the bathroom for a shower. Standing under the spray, she was utterly baffled.
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