The Marvelous Elijah’s Return

Divorced for the second time

As Peach was about to take a spoonful of her cereal, she halted, hearing Elijah call out to her from outside the kitchen, “Babe, Babe...”

When he walked through the doorway, she smiled at the excitement on his face, and she whispered, “Someone is in a good mood this morning?”

“Okay... Okay! Take a look at these!” Elijah said, drawing her bowl of cereals from before her, making Peach pout after her food.

When he rested his phone in front of her and sat down, she frowned at him slightly, picked up her spoon, and started eating her food as he mumbled, mouthful, “Take a look.”

For a moment, Peach watched him shamelessly slurping the milk before she put her focus on the phone and tapped the screen to brighten it.

Gazing at the huge mansion on his screen, Peach frown deepened, raising her head to see that he had laterally put the spoon down and had the bowl in his hand

“Can‘t you just fix a bowl for yourself?” She cried, pouting harder.

“You drain me last night and had me working overtime until this morning... SO the fact that I am starving is your fault,” Elijah said before drinking the last milk directly from the bowl, making Peach sigh.

“You make it sound like I was the only want enjoying myself last night when you were groaning so loud that last night was the one time I was glad that we were not doing it at the motel because my mom was never going to look at us the seen this morning, with those innocent smile...”

“True. But like I said, you encourage me to work harder... So it‘s your fault.”

A laugh escaped her lips at her husband‘s shamelessness, and then she shook her head, focusing on the phone again.

“What are these?” Peach asked, showing his phone to his face.

“Choose one out of the ten for our new home,” Elijah replied, reaching for the cereal box.

“You are kidding,”

“Nope,”

cereal into the bowl and then add milk, she frowned slightly, mumbling,

neighborhood, with high–standard security cameras, and it‘s in a fence... We both know that your family is crazy.... between kidnapping you and trying to kill me...” Elijah blurted out, pausing mid sentence and

but he could see that Peach was about to lose it in, five, four, three, two, “They

bowl of cereal in from

crazy, and we can‘t continue living in this hotel, so if I am taking you home, I want it to be somewhere safe, where we won‘t have to worry

Peach finally ate his peace offering and then drew a

too costly... The company is just starting, I don‘t know how much you invested in it to kick it off after Elmer nonsense, but after such a huge project, buying a mansion or villa is not the best decision, especially when you are shouldering all of our financial

kicking off pretty well and dividends are decent. So, trust me, we don‘t have

you

“I did not?”

“Elijah,”

sighed heavily,

her hand, saying, “I had a serious trust issue when we got married... I know that it‘s not your fault... But I kept a lot of things from you. Honestly, I am shocked

squeezed her hand, and she returned his gaze, smiling softly at him as he mumbled, “You changed me in ways I never thought I would ever become, and you helped me to do so

asked, giving him a shy

“Cross my heart.”

everything will

“I do.”

hand to his lips, Elijah kissed the back of it, squeezing her hand again

stopping at the last photo of a beautiful mansion with a cozy back garden, and then he whispered, “I can see us raising little humans in a place like this.”

words, smile so widely that all her teeth were showing, her eyes shining with

kisses on his lips, before she

have already booked an appointment with the real estate agent,” Elijah replied, leaning back in his chair with his arms behind his

screaming angrily made Madam Jewel frown, “Grandmother! Grandmother!!”

Jewel muttered under her breath, tossing the fork on her plate, and resting back

in the doorway with madness in his eyes, Madam

piece of shit?!” Josh screamed in her face, tossing a paper at

flinched when the paper hit her face before falling on the table, and then she lashed out, “What kind of disrespect is

with it?!... This is all your fault!