Chapter 259
Before Elysia could even utter a word, he went on, “I don’t know if it’s because of that kiss last time that got you mixed up, so let’s clear the air tonight. You know the reason behind that sudden kiss as much as I do. We’re adults, and it’s normal to have certain… urges. Sometimes things get out of hand, but that doesn’t mean I have feelings for you.
Let me say this one last time tonight – my heart belongs to Elijah’s mom and no one else. Alive or not, she’s the only one I’ll ever want. I’ll wait for her, till Elijah’s all grown up, till my dying day. No one else comes close, including you! No matter what you do, it’s never going to happen between us. So whatever motive you had approaching me, drop it tonight. I’m not a saint, and I hate repeating myself. It’s best you don’t mess with me p>
Elysia was livid, every word he said felt like a slap in the face.
If she had harbored any such intentions, she might have accepted the blame.
But she didn’t!
All she wanted was to see if he was that wild man from years ago!
Swallowing her pride like a bitter pill, Elysia’s eyes reddened as she retorted, “Rest assured, I don’t fancy you that much! My interest in you is purely because of Elijah! Hope you keep your word and never spare me another glance p>
With those words, she turned and left.
Back in the study, she buried herself under the covers, tears streaming down her face.
Furious at his harsh words, and at herself for being foolish!
She had marched into his room, all guns blazing, only to leave with her tail between her legs.
His accusations of her being shameless and disrespectful hurt more than if he had physically slapped her.
Sobbing intermittently, her cries seeped through the walls to Tarquin.
Frowning and in a foul mood, he was frustrated. He had wanted to maintain a cordial relationship with her for Elijah’s sake, but she had to go and make it difficult!
Elysia eventually cried herself to sleep, while Tarquin spent the night smoking, restless and sleepless.
The next day, before dawn, there was noise in the living room.
Lowell had returned with Elijah!
Tarquin, having been informed, stood in the living room, a mix of surprise and concern on his face as he looked at Elijah, “When did you go out?” Elliot instinctively clenched his fists, a complex expression crossing his face at the sight of Tarquin.
This was his dad!
The dad he and Evan shared!
Every time his dad was mentioned before, it was with regret and indifference.
But learning that Tarquin was his dad and still alive, he felt a mix of anticipation and anger.
Anticipation because no child doesn’t yearn for their father’s presence, no matter how tough they act. Anger because of the pain he caused Elysia, and for not providing a warm home for them.
Before coming, he thought he would keep his cool upon seeing Tarquin. He was Elliot, not Evan, always composed. He planned to observe Tarquin with a cold detachment.
But now, faced with his concerned gaze, Elliot felt an unexpected sting in his nose. It felt like the weight of the world was on his shoulders.
Tarquin had already crouched down, placing his hands on Elliot’s shoulders, “Elijah, tell me what happened. Why did you run off alone at night?” Clearly, Tarquin mistook him for Elijah.
Elliot furrowed his brows, turning his gaze away, “I don’t want to talk to you p>
“Elijah p>
Just as Tarquin began to speak, Elysia, hearing the commotion, rushed out. She locked eyes with Elliot for just a second and immediately knew something was off.
This was Elliot, not Elijah!
Elliot’s affection for her was loud and tender, unlike Elijah’s.
Elysia’s heart skipped a beat, and she rushed over, scooping Elliot into her arms and darting into Elijah’s room!