Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 139:

Elyse chose a taxi over her car to head to the shopping mall, sending messages to several people, yet all were unavailable—even Tracy couldn’t make time. She meandered down the street engulfed in loneliness. Suddenly, her phone rang. Startled, she answered, and her smile faded as she recognized the voice on the other end.

“Ms. Lloyd, it’s clear you’re disappointed. I saw it. Were you expecting someone else?” Richie’s voice was thick with sarcasm.

Embarrassed, Elyse whispered, “Are you nearby? I didn’t see you.”

Richie snorted, signaling his annoyance, then instructed, “Look up.”

Obediently, Elyse looked up and spotted Richie on the second floor, waving through the glass. Richie invited her up. “My work is wrapping up. I’ll take you to dinner soon.”

a seat here. My interview is just about to finish,” Richie ushered her

awkwardly in a corner of the room, watching the proceedings and waiting for them to finish. Richies session had concluded. Once the host finished recording some final questions, everyone started to pack up and leave. Richie, preferring not to return to the company, donned his hat and mask and departed with

time when Richie encountered Jayden, Elyse, and Judy, he had deduced something was amiss and had spoken up for Elyse. However, he hadn’t expected Elyse to be so easily defeated. Noticing the disappointment in his gaze, Elyse felt an inexplicable guilt. She touched

would you like to eat?” Richie was

was unsure. She responded dismissively, “Anything’s fine. You

his eyes in exasperation.

did, the glass door swung open, and Theo, accompanied by several men in suits, walked in. Upon seeing each other, both Elyse and Theo looked away, taken aback. Elyse, gazing down at her shoes, suddenly wished to dine elsewhere, but Richie had already placed their

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dining room, they briefly chatted about music. Then Jayden called, and Elyse couldn’t hide her smile as she excused herself to take the call. However, Theo leaned against the door with a cigarette hanging from his lips, which was smoked down to half its length—it seemed he had been there for quite some

tinged with an unwitting hopefulness. “Your birthday’s coming up. What do you want? I’ll buy it

why should she accept a gift from him? She dismissed him