Chapter 601
Tarquin caught Elysia’s innocent, curious gaze and his lips twitched, but he offered no explanation.
“You should rest. I’m heading out p>
With that, he turned and left.
Elysia was a bit taken aback. That’s it? He’s just leaving? She thought he would have more to say.
Just as she was about to get out of bed to check, Tarquin suddenly reappeared at the doorway. The cool, handsome features of his face were touched with a hint of melancholy.
“I’ve made sure your windows are locked. Feel free to take a shower if you want, or just go straight to bed if you’re not up for it. Don’t worry about anyone else coming in. I’ll be at the hospital tonight, just give me a call if you need anything p>
After saying this, he furrowed his brows deeply, giving her another meaningful look before he left.
When Elysia came out to check, he was already gone.
Standing in the living room, she wondered to herself, was he upset about something? Why did it feel like he was so down just now? He didn’t have to be friends with her if he didn’t want to. It’s not like she was forcing him. What was there to be upset about? She wasn’t even upset about it herself! Elysia couldn’t fathom the real reason behind his dejection. Pouting slightly, she ran to the window to check. Sure enough, it was tightly shut. Standing by the window, a sudden realization struck her! She lived on the eleventh floor! How high that was! How did he manage to climb up here? Did the guy have some sort of superhero ability?! Thank heavens they weren’t enemies, or she’d be in serious trouble!
Elysia shivered involuntarily, quickly took a shower, and then headed to bed.
Downstairs, Tarquin leaned against a tree, staring up at her window while smoking a cigarette, feeling utterly dejected. He didn’t want to be just friends with her because he wanted to be her boyfriend… Such an obvious reason, yet she couldn’t see it! Her naivety was endearing, but it also made him anxious with how clueless she was. Was his affection not obvious enough? She seemed completely oblivious to it.
But then again… Her obliviousness was probably for the best. If she knew and didn’t feel the same way, she’d likely avoid him. The thought of her not liking him made it hard for Tarquin to breathe, his heart felt like it was being squeezed. Why wouldn’t she like him? If she didn’t like him, then what type of person did she like? Someone like the father of Elliot, Evan, and Emmett? She must have really liked him to have three sons, right? What kind of man was he that Elysia would fall for him? What charm did he possess p>
Thinking about this man made Tarquin’s mood plummet even further. He was desperate to know who this man was. On one hand, he wanted to learn from him, to see what Elysia liked so he could try to become more like that. On the other hand, he was genuinely jealous, envious that Elysia had feelings for someone else.
Tarquin smoked his cigarette in frustration, finally pulling out his phone to send a message to Elliot:
“I need your father’s details p>
He knew that Elliot had manipulated the information about their father, making it impossible for him to find out anything on his own. He had no choice but to ask Elliot directly.
Meanwhile, Elliot was at the Future Community. Evan and Emmett were already asleep, and he was pondering how to swindle Elizabeth’s ashes from Gideon’s grasp. Gideon was cunning, and fooling him to get such an important item would require a flawless plan.
Upon seeing Tarquin’s message, Elliot’s eyes narrowed slightly. What was this stepfather of his up to now, in the dead of night?
After making sure his brothers were tucked in, Elliot grabbed his smartwatch and headed to the bathroom to call Tarquin back. This was definitely going to involve their mother, and he needed to get the details straight.