Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 8:

“Have you two ever truly loved me?” Elyse’s question caught Lanny off guard, his expression shifting abruptly. Unaware of her father’s reaction, Elyse directed her gaze towards Glenda, awaiting her response.

“Elyse, what’s gotten into you? How could you doubt our love for you? We care about you, which is why we’re suggesting you reconcile with Theo. With his family’s wealth, you’d be set for life,” Glenda responded calmly.

“But I’m married now. Do you think Theo would accept a divorced woman?” Elyse challenged Glenda, her eyes fixed on her mother’s face.

Glenda’s composure faltered, replaced by a hint of anxiety. “Who were you married to? Is he well-off?” she inquired urgently.

Elyse hesitated. Initially, she wanted to disclose her marriage to Jayden Owen, a man of considerable wealth and influence. However, observing Glenda’s anxious expression, she altered her response. “No, he’s a pauper.”

Lanny erupted in anger. “You’ve disobeyed us! End this marriage immediately!”

“No, I won’t,” Elyse declared firmly. “Since the moment you abandoned me at the wedding, I’ve reclaimed control of my life. You no longer have any say in my decisions.”

“I raised you, and this is how you repay me?” Lanny’s face flushed with anger as he unleashed his fury. He summoned Driscoll and the maids, commanding, “Lock her in the basement until she sees reason!”

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their authority, demanding her submission. She had bowed

escorted away, Mabel eagerly said, “Since she can’t

constant

Jayden sat, his gaze fixed on the wall clock. It was already 11 o’clock, yet

say she’d be back for dinner

“She did,” Driscoll confirmed.

hasn’t she returned

away like Joanna? He dared not speculate, choosing instead to keep his

his phone and swiftly messaged his assistant. Within ten minutes, a response came through. “She’s really useless; she’s locked in a basement,” the message

was taken aback. “She is confined in the basement. Should

I’ll handle this myself,” Jayden declared, his eyes ablaze with fury. As Elyse’s husband, he wouldn’t tolerate anyone

from further questions. It was evident

shut in exhaustion. Hunger gnawed at her stomach, but her

beam of light into the darkness. Several figures entered; their faces illuminated by

her eyes struggling to adjust. “Who dared to venture into the

we’ve located Ms. Lloyd,” one of the figures said. Jayden

with light. Her

she called out, her voice tinged with a