Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem



The stakeholders at Hawkins Sea-freight were collectively roughed up, all ending up in the hospital.

Helen and Larry were force-fed a concoction of hot sauce and mustard, experiencing a piercing pain they'd never forget.

When they were found, not only were their fingers pierced with long needles, but their toes were, too—a truly pitiful sight.

Clayton was shocked. "Really? Who did this?"

"It's true, but we don't know who."

He knew it wasn't his boy Evan.

Clayton quickly pulled out his phone to check the news. Despite the inte pointing fingers at him, he didn't care; the more he read, the more thrilled he became.

"Fantastic! Are you sure Mr. Bradford didn't have a hand in this?"

"It wasn't me."

Clayton then turned to the Patel brothers, "Was it the Patel family?"

The Patel brothers shook their heads, "Not us, but we're quite grateful!"

That was a blow they were happy to see landed.

Clayton was surprised but excited.

"If not you, and not me, then who? I got it, it must be some vigilante, disgusted by their vile actions, taking revenge!"

Scar-faced boss: Hear that? I am the face of justice here!

Evan: What vigilante! That's a madman! Who forces someone to become their apprentice as revenge, huh?!

It wasn't until dinner time that Evan came back, covered in dirt, looking as droopy as an overripe eggplant.

Elliot was the first to notice him and quietly asked, "Dad said you were forced to take a master. What's that about?"

Evan pouted, looking utterly miserable.

"Bro, my heart's heavy, woe is me "

After hearing his brother out, Elliot narrowed his eyes. This boss was mad, for sure. To take revenge by stealing someone's apprentice?

Hadn't heard of that one before!

But for Evan, this was actually a stroke of luck.

"Don't stress about it. Listen to me, you don't have to call anyone master if you don't want to. But if he's teaching you something useful, learn what you can. It's all gain."

"But he's got a feud with Grandpa!"

"That won't stop you from learning. As long as you don't pick up his bad habits, Grandpa won't blame you! Since you can't get rid of him, just go with the flow!"noveldrama

Evan hesitated, "Are you sure Grandpa won't be mad?"

"Absolutely. Trust me."

Evan sighed with relief, his guilt somewhat alleviated.

Dinner was a lively affair.

The kids were chattering away, making Pamela incredibly happy.

Her happiness was contagious, lifting the spirits of the Patel brothers and Clayton.

Elysia followed suit, and with her in high spirits, Tarquin was too.

Dinner was a bustling event.

After dinner, Elysia had the kids secretly place sleep-inducing aromatherapy in Clayton and the Patel brothers' rooms to prevent any restless nights. With the aid of aromatherapy, they all had a restful sleep.

Elysia, though saddened by the events, found solace in Tarquin's arms, crying herself to sleep but hopeful for the future.

The real sleepless ones were the Murphy family and the stakeholders at Hawkins Sea-freight!

Pain and rage tortured them throughout the night!

They unanimously believed Clayton was behind their woes, glaring with vengeance and pointing fingers at him.

"He's really courting death by stirring trouble now!"

"He must be feeling bold with Tarquin backing him! Fool! He thinks Tarquin's taking the Murphy family down for him, but it's all for his own son!"

"Take him down! He must be taken down!"

The next morning, Clayton was jolted awake by his ringing phone, his assistant on the line, voice filled with urgency.

"Boss, there's trouble!"