Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 143:

Elyse’s voice trembled as she uttered her final sentence, her emotions threatening to overwhelm her. Richie, sensing her distress, offered her a box of tissues in a gesture of kindness. But Elyse, determined to keep up her facade, gently pushed the tissues away. “I’m not crying. I’m fine.”

Despite her attempt to appear composed, Richie could tell Elyse seethed with frustration, her heart heavy with unspoken emotions. Why did she refuse to acknowledge her own feelings? And why reject the comfort offered to her?

Richie exchanged a glance with Jayden, silently conveying his concern for Elyse’s well-being. Had her husband noticed her distress?

Meanwhile, Jayden furrowed his brow deep in thought. He could confirm that Elyse’s recent behavior was fueled by jealousy towards Judy. But what could have triggered such envy? He racked his brain for answers, perplexed by her sudden change in demeanor.

Growing increasingly impatient, Jayden tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table, urging them to eat. “Let’s dig in. You must be starving after a long day,” he said.

Elyse’s anger simmered as she retorted coldly, “I’m not hungry.”

Jayden rolled his eyes in exasperation, firmly grasping her hand as he led her outside. “Fine, if you don’t want to eat, then let’s go home,” he declared, his tone tinged with irritation.

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Despite her desperate struggles, Elyse couldn’t break free from Jayden’s grasp, her frustration boiling over as she cried out, “I’m not going back with you. You can go alone!”

through gritted teeth, his resolve unwavering

scene unfold with confusion. “Are they really leaving like that? I can’t finish all of this by myself,”

protests. Driscoll, witnessing their arrival, felt a pang of concern. “Mr. Owen, perhaps you should be more considerate,” he suggested gently, attempting to

intensified at Elyse’s stubbornness. “I’ve been nothing but good to her, and

retorted sharply, her voice laced with bitterness. “You mean ordering me around coldly

women?” Jayden countered with a sneer, his

me to remind you?” She leaned in closer to Jayden, her voice

scratched his ear, a sinister smile creeping onto his

found herself being forcibly pulled towards the elevator by Jayden. Desperate, she called out to Driscoll

“Mr. Owen, please

protests and pressed the elevator button repeatedly, signaling his determination to proceed despite objections. As Elyse continued to struggle, Jayden persisted, pushing her down onto the bed

swiftly climbed onto the bed and sat just above her buttocks. Elyse was angry and tried to turn her head, but Jayden pressed her head into the pillow. With one hand steadying her, Jayden swiftly removed his tie with the other. He then tied it around her eyes as a blindfold, covering her

sleep

her buttocks. The shock coursed through her

took on a mischievous edge as he flicked his tongue across his

his belt with one hand and used it to tie her