Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1512:

Fury surged through Dolores as she slammed the phone down. In her heated state, she exaggerated the events to her parents.

The news prompted her parents to rush to Cambape first thing the following morning, determined to confront Lowell at his workplace. However, their plans quickly hit a dead end.noveldrama

With his phone set to silent, Lowell remained frustratingly unreachable. Left with no other option, his parents changed course and headed to the hospital to check on Dolores.

As dawn broke, Elyse’s phone lit up with an unexpected call from Freda.

The invitation caught her off guard. Freda was hosting a family gathering and wanted both Elyse and Jayden to join them for dinner. Elyse found herself rereading the message, convinced her eyes weren’t playing tricks on her.

“What game is she playing?” Elyse muttered aloud. “Involving me in her family affairs and romantic entanglements feels oddly suspicious.”

Beside her, a drowsy Jayden stirred. After carelessly tossing aside her phone, he wrapped his arms around her, his voice thick with sleep.

“No meetings, no office today. Let’s just stay wrapped in this moment together.”

Elyse observed him quietly, noting the transformation in him.

And what a transformation it was.

She studied him closely, realizing the shift—his usually stern, masculine facade had softened, revealing something more vulnerable.

She gave his shoulder a gentle squeeze. “That’s not possible. Your entire workforce relies on you. Their livelihoods depend on your leadership.”

A shadow passed over Jayden’s features. After lingering in their embrace for another ten minutes, he finally rose. As he adjusted his tie, he glanced at her.

“Have you decided about Freda’s gathering?”

Elyse slowly emerged from their cocoon of blankets, uncertainty clear in her voice. “I probably should make an appearance. Gavin might take it personally if I’m absent.”

“Do his feelings really warrant such consideration?” Jayden’s tone carried a hint of frost.

Elyse stroked her chin thoughtfully. “Anyway, I feel obligated to attend.”

Jayden nodded. “Alright, I’ll pick you up this evening. Get some proper rest until then.”

Elyse responded with a nod and a farewell wave.

As Driscoll watched Jayden depart, he noticed something unusual—Jayden was humming, a clear departure from his usual demeanor. It didn’t take much to deduce that he and Elyse had reconciled.

After sending Jayden off, Elyse retreated to her garden, letting the sound of her violin fill the morning air for two peaceful hours. Just as she finished her lunch, Driscoll rushed in, phone in hand, his steps urgent.

Driscoll’s voice was tight with concern. “It’s Shaun on the line. He claims he’s dying and demands your immediate presence.”

Confusion flickered across Elyse’s face as she took the phone. The moment she pressed it to her ear, Shaun’s panicked voice pierced through.

“Elyse! I’m dying! Someone’s trying to kill me! Come quickly!” Shaun cried out, his composure completely shattered.

The words instantly brought one name to Elyse’s mind—Tracy. Had Tracy finally let her hatred consume her, pushing her to take Shaun’s life?

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