Chapter 370
Elliot Thorne had just left his room in search of Elysia when he was greeted by the sound of her angry voice echoing from the other side of the door. Quickly, he shut his bedroom door, hoping to prevent Evan from overhearing the commotion and causing a scene.
Alone, Elliot tiptoed to the door, pulling over a small stool to peek through the peephole.
Tarquin? What was he doing here so soon?
Elliot’s heart skipped a beat. He took another glance and saw Lowell standing next to Tarquin, but he couldn’t catch a glimpse of his mom’s expression, only the back of her head.
Frowning, Elliot stood by the door, eavesdropping on the heated exchange outside.
Elysia was furious, her voice a low growl as she confronted Tarquin, “I told you, it’s not me! Now go away! If you don’t leave, I’m calling the cops! I don’t want to see you, just go! Now p>
Tarquin stood there, a wounded look on his face. Even though the paternity test results weren’t out yet, he was convinced Elysia was the one.
Having arranged for a new DNA test and left the sleeping Elijah under Benjamin’s care, Tarquin had hurried over to see Elysia. He never truly understood the phrase “absence makes the heart grow fonder” until today. It felt like an eternity since he last saw her, though it had only been an hour.
He didn’t come with a plan; he just wanted to be near her. It seemed like only her presence could settle his restless heart.
But as much as Tarquin longed to see Elysia, she wanted nothing to do with him.
His sudden appearance infuriated her. With the kids at home, she was also worried Tarquin might discover them, adding tension to her anger.
She kept yelling for Tarquin to leave, but he was as stubborn as a mule, refusing to budge.
The atmosphere was thick with tension, with Lowell awkwardly caught in the middle, too scared to even breathe.
He had never seen Tarquin so subdued, taking insults without a word, nor had he seen Elysia so fiercely protective, like a mama bear.
To Lowell, Tarquin was always the one calling the shots, and Elysia was the epitome of gentleness. Today, they were strangers to him. Attempting to mediate, Lowell chimed in, “Ms. Thorne, please, Tarquin just wanted to check on you, nothing more p>
“Tarquin, since you’ve seen her, maybe we should go p>
Both turned their fierce glares towards him, snapping simultaneously, “I don’t want him to see p>
“You shut up! Get lost p>
Lowell muttered to himself, realizing he should have kept quiet, and quickly ducked into the elevator to escape the drama.
Elysia’s phone rang. It was Blossom, “Elysia, are you guys ready? I’ve cleared out the trunk. Just bring your stuff and come down. I’ll drive you to the train station p>
“I got it, we’ll be right down. Wait for us,” Elysia replied, about to pocket her phone when Tarquin’s grip tightened around her wrist, his voice laced with desperation, “You’re leaving again p>
Struggling to free herself, Elysia retorted, “What does it matter to you? Let go of me p>
“It matters because what about Elijah? Hate me if you must, but what did Elijah do to deserve this? Have you thought about how he’ll cope without you p>
Her abandoning Elijah repeatedly? Where did that come from?