Chapter 131

Tarquin quickly squatted down and took hold of his son’s shoulders.

“Elijah, buddy, you need to chill. Listen to daddy…”

“Get out! Get out! Get out-

“Elijah…”

“Ah!”

Before Tarquin could say another word, a piercing scream cut through the silence of the house.

Both father and son whipped their heads around.

Elysia stood there, eyes as wide as saucers, a look of utter shock plastered across her face.

Tarquin, worried she might set Elijah off further, snapped at her with a frosty command, “What are you freaking out about?”

Elysia’s gaze was fixed on Elijah, petrified with fear. She charged over, shoved Tarquin aside, scooped up Elijah, and made a beeline for the bedroom!

The door slammed shut and was locked in one smooth motion!

Before Elijah could utter a word, Elysia hissed at him in a low voice, “Evan, what on Earth are you doing here?”

Elijah was just confused.

“Talk to me! Why are you here? Did you follow me here?”

Elijah remained silent.

“Didn’t I tell you last night that you’d be going to daycare with Blossom today? Who let you come here, huh?”

Elijah frowned.

Elysia was practically hopping mad, “Do you want to drive me crazy?”

Her heart was in her throat!

Evan’s cover was blown!

That jerk of a man would surely fight for custody now!

was bre Even if he he still had more than she did–a car, a house… She had nothing.

And she was still legally married. If Elliot and Evan stayed with her, that would mean having a stepdad, and the courts would definitely favor him for custody.

What to do, what to do?

How could she compete with Tarquin?

Elysia was beside herself, pacing back and forth, on the verge of panic.

09:43 “Elysia, open the door!” Tarquin’s voice demanded from outside.

In her flurry, Elysia darted to the window, flung it open, and was greeted by a blast of cold air that made her shiver and brought her partially back to her senses.

She poked her head out the window, shivered again.

She had thought about escaping with the child through the window, but it was too high–jumping was out of the question.

“What to do? What to do? What to do?”

“Get out!” Elijah suddenly spoke up.

Elysia was taken aback, “What? Get out? Evan Thorne, you’ve got some nerve speaking to me like that, young man. Just you wait, when we get home, I’m gonna punish you!”

“Get out-

Elijah, face dark as thunder, repeated himself. He was only a few years old, but those eyes were like chips of ice, chilling to the bone, and identical to Tarquin’s in a fury.

“Evan….”

Wait.

That’s not right.

Elysia locked eyes with Elijah, and that’s when it hit her.

Something was off.

Evan might have been a handful, but he’d never looked at her with such coldness.

Evan was the master of making her smile, his face always lit with laughter, always grinning.

And his clothes…

And Elijah wasn’t in this room.

No, no, no. This wasn’t Evan. This was Elijah!

Elijah looked just like Evan?

While Elysia was still reeling from the shock, Elijah had already flung open the “bedroom door, shot a deadly glare at Tarquin who was standing at the door, and stormed into the dining room.

“Make her leave!”

He grabbed a bowl from the table and hurled it to the floor!

Tarquin’s brow furrowed with alarm, and he dashed forward, “Elijah!”

It took a moment for Elysia to snap out of her daze and follow suit. Seeing Elijah in the midst of his destructive spree, she caught her breath, her pupils dilating. “Elijah.”

“Get away!” Elijah shouted, flinging a plate that shattered near her feet.

Elysia held her breath, inching closer to Elijah. “Elijah, honey, let’s take a deep breath, okay? Just