Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1389

I’m single, and I love it!

And just like that, the news blew up all over social media.

Everyone online suddenly turned into Sherlock Holmes, tossing out theories left and right:

“Remember when the Huber family kicked Mr. Huber out a while back? It’s gotta be because he dumped Beatrix and called off the engagement!”

“The Huber family got pissed, cut him off, and tried to force him into a marriage alliance!”

“Now that they realize they can’t push him around, they’re backing off, and the black sheep of the family is suddenly the golden boy again!”

A bunch of women were as excited as if it were Christmas morning—congratulating Keaton on regaining his single status, while at the same time, trash-talking Beatrix with every nasty comment you could imagine.

Winona scrolled through the news, eyes wide in shock.

She never expected Keaton to go public about his relationship with Beatrix.

He had to know, the moment he did, the internet would tear Beatrix apart.

He’d even confessed to assault just to protect Beatrix’s reputation—there had to be something between them. So why didn’t he care now if people went after her?

He shielded her so fiercely, and yet, he was the one who threw her under the bus. What the hell was going on?

Winona couldn’t make sense of it. Watching Keaton through the glass window, she saw his back turned to her, standing on the balcony, smoking.

His cigarette was barely halfway done when his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen—Beatrix.

Keaton didn’t look surprised at all. He picked up, “Yeah?”

Beatrix’s voice was shaky, tense, like she was holding back tears. “You’ve fallen for Winona, haven’t you?!”

Beatrix wasn’t stupid. Keaton’s public announcement was obviously meant to defend Winona, to keep people from calling her a homewrecker.

If a guy goes this far to protect a woman, what else could it be but love?

Keaton didn’t say a word, and Beatrix got even more upset.

“First of all, don’t forget what’s between us!”

“And second, don’t forget that Winona is the girl your best friend Callum Leblanc likes! Bros before—well, you know! How could you do this to Callum?!”

After a minute, he stubbed out his cigarette and headed back into the living room.

Facing Winona, he said with a cheeky grin, “Handled! Don’t worry, she won’t dare mess with you again.”

Winona eyed him suspiciously. “You and Beatrix…”

Keaton cut her off right away,

“Boundaries, Winona. Personal lives are personal. Even best friends don’t get to pry.”

Winona: “…”

Whether she played hard or soft, Keaton wasn’t spilling a word. Clearly, he was going to take this secret to the grave.

Still, all those tears weren’t for nothing—at least Keaton made it official!

Now, when Beatrix goes out, she’s not even ‘Keaton’s fiancée’ anymore.

If she ever tries to show off again, she’s got no one but herself to blame!