Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem ( Elysia and Tarquin)

Who is she?

She's Tracey-the one they call the Miracle Healer.

She's been a living legend in the medical world for almost a century. When it comes to brewing up medicine or concocting poison, nobody could match her. In every hospital and research lab, her name is whispered with awe, almost reverence. She's a myth brought to life—a miracle worker, a force of nature. Some folks say she's as close to a god as a human can get.

But why is the Stevenson family held in such high regard in the medical field? It all goes back to Sabrina Stevenson's grandfather. He once had the rare fortune of meeting Tracey-she gave him a few pointers, shared a sliver of her knowledge. From that day on, he claimed to be her last protégé, her chosen student. That's how he ended up as President of the Medical & Pharmaceutical Association, and the Stevenson family's reputation soared. Sure, he was talented, but it was Tracey's blessing that set him apart.

People could talk about Tracey all year and still not run out of stories. Here's the gist of her legend: she could bring the dead back to life in a heartbeat or send the living to their graves just as fast. She crafted antidotes to save lives and brewed up toxins that could end them. That's why, when she spoke, Tarquin believed every word. If she wanted him dead, it would be child's play.

The only reason Tarquin never guessed it was Tracey who taught Elysia medicine was because-well, Tracey was dead. She'd been gone for over a decade. The story went that she'd died after accidentally infecting herself with a virus during her research. When news of her death broke, it sent shockwaves everywhere- from high-level officials to everyday folks at the local diner. Everyone was stunned and grieving.

She'd been an orphan, never married, never had kids, and at the time of her death, she was the President of the Medical & Pharmaceutical Association. The Association pulled out all the stops for her funeral—a grand affair attended by everyone who was anyone. The Stevenson family, wanting to show off their connection, even had all the younger members show up in black suits and veils, mourning her like family.

The funeral was so massive, it made headlines not only across the country but overseas as well. Respectable outlets called her passing "the fall of a superstar- a loss not just for Zhinora, but for all humanity." The less savory media? They said, "Good riddance. Maybe now there won't be any more Zhinorians in the World Pharmaceutical Organization."

Her influence in medicine was immense, and her death felt final-so final that nobody ever questioned it. Not until now. No wonder Tarquin never made the connection. Who would believe she'd faked her own death?

It finally made sense how Elysia, who had no formal medical background, could surpass someone like Benjamin Lawson in just five years. The saying is true: a great teacher makes a great student.

Tarquin looked at the elderly woman, sincerity written all over his face. "I know Elysia's had it tough. I owe her so much, and I promise I'll treat her right. But it's not just because of what she's been through. I love her."

His voice was steady, honest. Elysia blushed, a shy, happy smile tugging at her lips.

Tracey's sharp eyes softened as she

glanced at Elysia. She let out a

chuckle, her tone warm for the first

time. "I've never cared much for men, for all that lovey-dovey business. But if Elysia's found true love, I'm happy for her!"

“Grandma...” Elliot and Emmett piped up, jumping to Tarquin's defense.

"Great-grandma, don't be mad at

Daddy. He and Mom just had a

bunch of misunderstandings before, that's why things were so messy. But now, he treats her really well. I approve." noveldrama

"Yeah, Daddy's the best. He's good to Mom, good to us. He used to be a bit of a jerk, but now he's a great dad."

Tracey's smile bloomed, bright and

genuine as she turned to Tarquin "You're a lucky guy. Having Elysia and the kids love you-that's your blessing."

Tarquin nodded, his handsome face full of gratitude. "Elysia is my lucky charm- my guardian angel."

He didn't call her a treasure, but something deeper, and that made Tracey laugh out loud, her voice booming with delight.

"All right, enough about the past. Let's turn the page. From now on, treat Elysia right."

"I promise. You can count on me," Tarquin replied firmly.

Tracey nodded, satisfied, finally letting Tarquin off the hook. She turned to look at Baby and Elijah.

"And who are these two little munchkins?"

Elysia jumped in to explain: