Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 36:

The next day, Elyse woke with bleary eyes, rubbing away sleep as she rose from bed. After a quick wash, she descended to the first floor for breakfast.

“Good morning! Please join us for breakfast,” Driscoll greeted upon seeing her.

Elyse trotted over and took her seat, noticing Jayden’s absence. “Where’s Jayden?” she inquired curiously.

“He’s in the study. I’ll bring breakfast to him later,” Driscoll replied.

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Knowing Jayden’s preference for the study, Elyse suggested, “Let me take breakfast to him there. I’ll give him a massage afterward.”

“Alright, I’ll prepare it in the kitchen,” Driscoll agreed with a smile.

With bread and butter for breakfast, Elyse planned to check on the orchestra later, now that the internet rumors about her had subsided and her clarification had been released.

After breakfast, she accepted a tray from Driscoll and made her way to the study. Inside, Jayden was engaged in a phone call. Hearing her approach, he promptly ended the call and settled into his wheelchair, feigning nonchalance.

“Breakfast is served!” Elyse announced cheerfully as she placed the tray before him.

the food and queried,

was taken

“It’s the servants’ responsibility.

a steaming glass of milk in hand, Elyse interjected, trying to ease the

disappointed expression, and relented. “Well, I’ll

this. “Now eat up. Afterward, I’ll

your energy,” Jayden

to cooperate with me. Can’t you

feeling a bit sheepish under her gaze, averted

observed them with a gentle smile. He could tell Jayden clearly

find she was in a meeting. She resolved to wait until the meeting adjourned. Retrieving activated charcoal from her bag, she addressed the lingering paint odor in her locker. While she couldn’t

a voice

a young man approaching. Recognizing him, she greeted him warmly. “Hi

her high school and college classmate who shared her passion for music, specialized in piano while

fine. Everything’s resolved,” she assured

and patted his chest. “I was worried you’d take it hard.

charcoal in her hand and the red paint in the locker behind her. Concern etched his features as he

in her direction. “Who else could

Rebekah. “You’re back from your tour, Freddy! Congratulations! I heard it was a smashing success,” Rebekah’s face brightened as