Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem



Keith had just taken the little one away, and in an effort to spare her feelings, Elysia and the kids tried their best to hold back their tears until the car was out of sight of the Grand Estate. But as soon as Keith's car turned the corner, tears broke free like a dam unleashed.

Elysia and Emmett were inconsolable, their cries louder than the rest. Elysia's tears flowed like a torrential downpour, unstoppable. Emmett, on the other hand, was a mix of snot and tears, a sight so messy it was hard to tell one from the other.

Inside Keith's car, the little girl sat in his lap, her intuition telling her that her mom and brothers were also in distress. Her little face frowned, her head hanging low, clearly troubled.

Keith noticed her mood and asked, "What's wrong, sweetheart? Not feeling happy?"Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Lifting her head, her eyes brimming with tears, she said, "I miss Mommy and my brothers. I know they must be missing me too."

Keith tenderly stroked her hair and comforted her, "They love you just as much as you love them, and I'm sure they're thinking of you too. But don't worry, they can come over to our place anytime, and you can always video call them whenever you miss them."

The little girl then asked, "Daddy, why can't Mommy and my brothers come with us? Why do they have to stay at Mr. Handsome's place? And why do my brothers look like Mr. Handsome instead of you?"

Keith paused for a few seconds before explaining, "Sweetheart, due to some reasons, your mommy, your brothers, and I had to live apart after you were born. We've been living in Maplewood, while they've been somewhere else. Right now, things between your mom and me aren't stable enough for us to live together.

But don't worry, once your mom and I sort things out, I'll bring them over so we can all live together, forever and never apart."

The little girl, easily comforted, nodded, "Okay! Then Daddy, you have to work hard, okay? Make things right with Mommy soon." Keith chuckled, "I will."

"Can Mommy and my brothers come to visit me tomorrow, then?" she asked with hope.

"Yes, of course, they can," Keith reassured her.

The little girl beamed, "And can Mr. Handsome come too?"

Keith hesitated, "...Sweetheart, do you like Mr. Handsome?"

"Yes, I do."

"...Why?"

"Because he looks like my brothers, and I like that. Plus, Mr. Handsome is really nice to me. He always makes sure I have enough to eat, plays games with me, and tells me stories. Mr. Handsome said he likes me a lot, and since he likes me, I like him too."

Keith felt a twinge of jealousy, "If you had to choose between him and me, who would you choose?"

"Of course, I'd choose you, Daddy. I love you the most."

The little girl leaned in and planted a loud kiss on Keith's cheek.

Keith's heart melted instantly, his laughter genuine and youthful, a happiness only seen in his daughter's presence.

"Daddy loves you the most too."

Suddenly, a sinister chuckle broke the heartwarming scene, startling Keith. He looked around and saw a black SUV with its window rolling up next to them.

Keith couldn't see who was inside, but that eerie laugh unmistakably belonged to that man!