Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1526:

Noticing her distress, he gently wrapped his arm around her. “Perhaps she has her reasons for staying away,” he suggested softly.

“What’s the reason?” she asked, her voice filled with grief.

“Maybe what she’s involved in is something she can’t share. She might be trying to spare you the worry,” he suggested.

Elyse exhaled deeply, her silence speaking volumes as they continued their walk through the park.

They soon arrived at a clearing swarming with street performers. Spotting a violinist, Jayden nudged Elyse.

“Hey, why don’t you perform a piece?”

Elyse raised her eyebrows in surprise. “What do you want to hear?”

“No, I mean, you can perform it for Tracy,” Jayden explained. “Use the music to show how much you miss her. Let your emotions flow through.”

“But she won’t hear it. She’s not here,” Elyse replied.

“It’s about expressing your feelings, not her hearing them,” Jayden continued.noveldrama

Elyse pondered for a moment, her expression softening. “Actually, that’s not a bad idea. I just can’t think of a piece that fully conveys how much I miss her.”

“There must be one. Just think about it for a moment,” Jayden said.

Elyse paused, deep in thought, then approached the street musician.

She explained her unusual request, and the musician agreed without hesitation. Elyse took the offered violin and moved to the microphone.

As the music began, onlookers stopped to listen, captivated by her performance.

Her playing was a flood of raw emotion—an ache buried deep, a longing both desperate and hopeless, overwhelming in its intensity. A wave of helplessness swept over her, leaving Elyse adrift, lost in the flood of her own sorrow.

Why had she and Tracy grown so distant? She yearned for her friend’s presence more than ever.

Jayden observed, moved by the sorrow on her face.

Was it the music, so full of yearning, or his own empathy for her distress that stirred these feelings? He didn’t know the answer, but he was taken aback by the depth of his own emotions, this sudden realization of how deeply he could feel the world around him. He softly said to himself, “I’m not emotionless. I can feel this sadness.”

Jayden found himself more attuned to his emotions with each passing day.

It felt like both a gift and a burden, pulling him further away from the cold, unfeeling persona he’d once been.

Elyse, having just finished her performance, walked back to his side with a distant look in her eyes.

She glanced up, noticing the faraway expression on his face. With a soft tug at his hand, she murmured, “Let’s go.”

He met her gaze and nodded, taking her hand as they began walking toward the park’s exit.

Behind them, someone lingered in the shadows. A figure in a black cap trailed silently, head bowed as tears streaked down her cheeks.

It was Tracy.

Since her return to Watscar, she had made a habit of visiting this park in the evenings. She never expected to see Jayden and Elyse here.

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