Chapter 45

Tarquin sat rigidly beside Elijah’s hospital bed, his fingers tightly Intecing the small, fragile hand of

his son.

Benjamin, trying to offer some sce, said, “Don’t worry too much; he’s stable for now, at least.”

Tarquin’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his gaze scanning the room for another presence. “Where’s she?

Elysia?”

“She had to leave. Some urgent matter,” Benjamin replied.

“Leave? Just like that?” Tarquin’s eyes shed with disbelief.

“Yeah, said it was something she had to take care of.*

Tarquin’s brow furrowed, a storm brewing in his thoughts..

“She’s her own person, Tarquin. We can’t exactly keep her here against her will. Besides, we need her

help. If we imprison her and upset her now, can you honestly trust her with Elijah?” Benjamin reasoned.

A few days ago, Tarquin would have shrugged it off without a second thought. But now, with doubts

swirling about Elysia’s role in Elijah’s life and her ability to help him ovee. his traumas, he felt a

tangle of emotions.

“I need a breath of air,” he announced abruptly and made his way out of the hospital room. Benjamin

watched him go, surprise etched on his face.

Tarquin, who would usually stick to Elijah’s side like glue, was walking away–even if it was just for a

cigarette. Something had indeed gotten to him.

Meanwhile, Elysia, after leaving the hospital, gged down a taxi and sped towards the upscale

neighborhood of Royal Community. Once settled in the backseat, sheposed herself and texted a

prescription to Benjamin.

She tried calling the person but to no avail. Frustrated, she dialed one of Tarquin’s men. “Don’t lie to

me. I know he’s in Jindale City!”

The silence on the other end was all the confirmation she needed.

Annoyed, sheid it out, “Tell him I’m on my way to Royal Community. If he doesn’t want me on his

back forever, he’ll meet me there to sign the divorce papers. If he’s not there, I’ll start my ‘nuisance

campaign‘. And tell him I just want a clean break, nothing more. I won’t take a dime from him, and once

it’s done, I’ll vanish from his life for good.”

20:05

She hung up, her brows knitting together. He had lied to her, and that stung more than dared to admit.

Back at the hospital, Tarquin received the news while standing in the smoking area, a storm of irritation

brewing within him.

“Who told her I’m still in Jindale City?” he snapped.

Lowell hesitated before rying Elysia’s message, “She said if you’re not willing to divorce, she’ll start

her ‘nuisance campaign‘. She insists on a clean break, no money involved, and promises to disappear

from your life once It’s over.”

“Is that a threat?” Tarquin said, his displeasure clear.

Lowell didn’t dare respond. After a pause, he asked, “What’s the n? If you don’t agree to the divorce,

do you think she’ll actually follow through? Or worse, think you still have feelings for her?”

Tarquin’s annoyance peaked. “Tell her I’ll be there.”

When Elysia arrived at the Royal Community, the new servant, unaware of her history, dutifully

weed her into the estate. The servants from her past, those who had been. bribed by N to

spread rumors about Elysia’s supposed infidelities, had long since vanished, fearing exposure.

The new servant, unaware of Elysia’s true identity, had only let her in after receiving confirmation. With

a polite smile, he offered her coffee, the steam curling into the air between them like a silent truce.