The Marvelous Elijah's Return

Read The Marvelous Elijah’s Return By Rever Chapter 128 – 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,”

Watching him dump the cereal into the bowl and then add milk, she frowned slightly, mumbling, “Hon,

these places look like they cost a fortune.”

“I know. But they are in a secure 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 staring intently at her.

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

did what?!”

The sharpness in her voice made him flinch, and then he pushed the bowl of cereal in from of her like

some peace offering he was sacrificing.

“What I am trying to say is that… they are plain 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 about them,” Elijah

explained, taking a spoon full of cereal and placing it on her lips, hitting it slightly against her mouth when

she refused to open up.

Shutting her eyes, Peach finally ate his peace offering and then drew a deep breath before raising her

eyes to stare at him.

“These homes are way 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 burdens… Hon, a nice two

bedroom…” Peach mumbled, pausing to eat his second peace offering.

“Investec Co. is for you… I have investments in other companies that are kicking off pretty well and

dividends are decent. So, trust me, we don‘t have money issues.” Elijah stated confidently.

“You didn‘t tell me that you have involvement in other businesses.”

“I did not?”

“Elijah,”

When she frowned at him, Elijah sighed heavily, dropping the spoon into the bowl, and then reached

over for 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 right now at how much I am saying out

loud more casually…”

Meeting her eyes, Elijah 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

much better than before… So, I know our past was a bit rocky, but I promise that our future is going to be

different.”

“Promise?” Peach asked, giving him a shy smile.

“Cross my heart.”

“You think everything will be alright?”

“I do.”

Pulling her hand to his lips, Elijah kissed the back of it, squeezing her hand again before he let go.

Then he reached for his phone, smiling as he scrolled through the pictures, 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.”

Immediately Peach melted at those words, smile so widely that all her teeth were showing, her eyes

shining with happiness and love.

She leaned forward and hugged Elijah around his neck, giving him repeated short kisses on his lips,

before she spoke, still pressed against him, “That sounds wonderful…”

“Good, because today is their open house, and I have already booked an appointment with the real

estate agent,” Elijah replied, leaning back in his chair with his arms behind his head, watching Peach

chuckle, knowing she had been swindled.

The sound of harsh footsteps and someone screaming angrily made Madam Jewel frown, “Grandmother!

Grandmother!!”

“God forbid someone eats in peace in this house these days…” Madam Jewel muttered under her

breath, tossing the fork on her plate, and resting back in her seat.

When Josh appeared in the doorway with madness in his eyes, Madam Jewel frowned deeper, and he

stormed up to her.

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

Madam Jewel flinched when the paper hit her face before falling on the table, and then she lashed out,

“What kind of disrespect is this?!”

“Iris divorce me! She f****king went through with it?!… This is all your fault! Every damn thing is your

fault!” Josh yelled, pointing at her.

Shaking her head slowly, Madam Jewel stood up, her fists clenched tight, and then she opened her

palm, smacking her grandson in the face so hard that he stumbled backward, cupping his cheek.

“If you want to blame somebody, go and blame your sister for opening the gate of hell and allowing that

devil into our life through marriage!” Madam Jewel roared, making Josh shut up completely.

Just then, Dean stormed into the room with the same look of madness that his son had, glowing in his

eyes, and shouted, “You said we should give him a couple of days! It has been three already and Melina

is still not home! Why the hell is Elijah still keeping my daughter?”

“Dean, do I look like a 6‘3 man with dark hair who‘s an arrogant b******d?!” Madam Jewel lashed out at

him, crossing her arms on her chest.

Stun by his mother‘s outbursts, he stuttered, “No… But… I… I don’t understand… What the hell is going

on?!”

“Well, go fine Elijah, and ask him then! I have to find another way to free Elmer, and also worry about

Amelia and Cora‘s DNA landing in that scumbag‘s hand, so it‘s everyone for yourself! Is that clear?!”

Madam Jewel bellowed before storming away, not giving either of them the chance to speak.

“That b*****d is going to get divorced for the second time… I will make sure of it.” Josh shouted, storming

after his grandmother.

“But Melina…” Dean whispered, looking around at the empty dining room.

When he finally snapped out of his daze, he rushed out of the dining room and headed out of the

mansion, getting in his car, not wasting any second driving off.

The hotel lobby was quite busy when Dean walked in a while later, clutching tightly onto his car keys as

he stormed towards the desk.

“Which room does Elijah Darius stay in?!” Dean barked at the woman sitting behind the counter, his eyes

burning red.

“Excuse me, sir. But your tone is very inappropriate and we won‘t allow that here.” The receptionist

stated calmly, not even batting an eye, looking over her glasses at him.

“Which room?!”

“We don‘t give out our customer‘s private information,”

“This b****h…”

“Sir, your language is very disrespectful and I will kindly ask for you to get out.”

When Dean threw her a dirty look, the receptionist didn‘t hesitate to call out,“ Security!”

Within less than five minutes, Dean was getting escorted out of the building, and then he subconsciously

looked over his shoulder to see Peach and Elijah walking hand in hand like some adorable couple,

laughing happily between themselves.