Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 34:

In the evening, Elyse stirred from her slumber, blinking in the dim light filtering through the window. Night had fallen, and a glance at her phone revealed it was well past nine. Stretching her arms to dispel the numbness, she noticed the bedroom door creak open.

Jayden wheeled himself in slowly, his face bathed in the soft glow of moonlight. Despite the tranquil scene, his eyes betrayed a simmering anger as they locked onto Elyse, who was taken aback by his presence.

“You’ve been upset with me for the past two hours. Quite bold of you, isn’t it? No dinner until I’ve pacified you,” he remarked, his voice firm.

As he drew nearer, Elyse felt her anxiety heighten. Instinctively, she retreated, eventually finding herself backed into a corner, her gaze pleading. “I… I simply dozed off accidentally. Skipping dinner wasn’t my intention,” she stammered.

Jayden’s state remained cold. “Elyse, don’t think you can sway me by skipping meals. If need be, I have ways to ensure you eat. Best not to provoke me.”

Elyse felt a pang of helplessness. Her explanation seemed to fall on deaf ears. She didn’t intend to skip dinner; upon her return to the room hours ago, feeling a bit weary, she promptly drifted off to sleep on the bed.

Seeking solace, she reached out, grasping Jayden’s little finger gently. “I know I was wrong. Please don’t be angry. You’re frightening me,” she pleaded, her voice tinged with fear.

Observing her distress, Jayden softened slightly. As Elyse looked up at him, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears, he detected a hint of desperation beneath her fear.

“Why so afraid? Are you a child?” he asked, his tone gentler.

her lip, her head drooping in despondency. “You were so aggressive

hand, his own emotions in check. “Get up and come downstairs to have dinner with

going. You don’t enjoy my cooking,”

gazed at her intently. “I’ll

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what you’ve prepared,”

a brief silence, she replied, “If you don’t like it, you can

talk. Come downstairs now,”

downstairs. In the dining room, the table was set with the dishes she had prepared, still steaming from being reheated.

Jayden and inquired, “Where is

Just

she acquiesced, beginning to eat

glass. The liquid, a light purple

expressed, her hand cradling her chin as she gazed

It was a feeling of being genuinely cared for. Though

this thrilled just because I offered some help?” Jayden

to be my pillar of support,” Elyse