Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1518:

Shaun explained, “One night, while under the influence of sedation, I was too weak to open my eyes. I wasn’t aware of much, but I sensed someone’s presence in my room.”

Elyse remembered that night Tracy had visited Shaun.

Shaun continued, “I felt a gentle touch on my face, the warmth of the fingers seemed to mend my spirit.”

“And what happened next?” Elyse asked, her emotions mixed.noveldrama

After a pause, he responded, “Then, I experienced sharp pain all over. She pinched me hard, even on my thighs.”

Elyse responded neutrally, “You deserve it.” Aware of Tracy’s reasons, she thought it best to leave some matters unchallenged.

Shaun added, “She whispered to me afterward, claiming it was retribution for my past actions.”

Shaun gazed at Elyse, his voice barely above a whisper. “So, I broke her heart, didn’t I?”

Elyse braced herself against the doorframe as tears threatened to spill. “For her, you were nothing short of a hurricane that devastated everything in its path.”

“Is that so? Then I truly wronged her. Her pinching me was justified.”

A shadow of remorse crossed Shaun’s features as his eyes drifted shut. The weight of the moment crushed Elyse’s composure. She retreated hastily, the door clicking shut behind her as she fled to the living room. The sofa caught her falling form as she clutched a pillow to her chest, letting grief overtake her.

Her muffled sobs drew Driscoll’s immediate attention. “What’s wrong?”

Words failed Elyse as she shook her head, consumed by the storm of her emotions. Time stretched until her tears finally ebbed, leaving behind a hollow exhaustion.

Driscoll maintained his vigil, offering a tissue once her breathing steadied. “Are you crying because of Shaun?”

Elyse shook her head. “It’s what he said. It brought everything rushing back.”

“About your friend Tracy?” Driscoll’s voice carried the gentleness of falling snow.

“Yes.” The word emerged as fragile as spun glass. “I never truly understood until now,” she choked out. “The magnitude of cruelty Tracy endured. The way they tormented her!”

Fresh anguish claimed her as she buried her face in the sofa’s embrace. Tracy had only yearned for love. Why had fate dealt her such a merciless hand?

“If only Tracy hadn’t fallen for Shaun,” Elyse’s voice cracked with despair. “She could have found happiness with anyone else in this world.”

Tracy stirred in the darkness, drawn to a soft glow piercing the blackness beside her.

Turning, she found Lowell’s silhouette bathed in the blue light of his phone screen. She shifted closer, molding herself against his back.

“Back to the office?” she murmured.

“No, not work. Family.” Lowell’s words carried an unusual edge. Her fingers traced lazy patterns across his chest. “Catching up on some gossip? Let me see.”

“Not gossip,” he said carefully, “but it does concern you.”

She lunged forward. “Show me!”

His phone went dark as he pulled her into his embrace, his tone lightening. “Nope, not gonna show you. Just stay put.”

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