Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 185:

Cody nodded, his tone calm as he remarked, “I could tell. You were sweating bullets.” Looking up at Cody, Elyse subconsciously touched her back and felt the sweat there. “I was too nervous to even notice,” she admitted awkwardly.

Cody gazed at her violin and asked, “Ever practiced so hard your strings snapped?” “No, never,” Elyse shook her head.

“You need to push yourself to that extent. It’s the only way to shake off the nerves and master your craft on stage,” Cody advised, his eyes seeing more than just her face.

After a moment of silence, Cody continued, “You’ve got talent, but you’re not putting in enough practice. You’re not as polished as Vicky.” It took Elyse a moment to realize Cody was critiquing her and offering advice.

“Thank you for the advice, Mr. Tucker,” Elyse felt a surge of hope. She had been feeling down, thinking she’d never gain Cody’s approval. Now she felt she had a shot. She wanted to ask for Cody’s number. After hesitating, she asked softly, “Mr. Tucker, could I have your number? In case I have any music questions?”

Without hesitation, Cody exchanged numbers with her. With Cody’s guidance, Elyse felt a renewed sense of determination. “Head home. Don’t linger here alone,” Cody waved her off, seeing her newfound confidence.

out of the garden. Elyse skipped back to the practice room where other

Elyse said, “I won’t give up. I’ll win next

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disdain. “Compared to Vicky, you’re nothing. Don’t get your hopes up. You’ll stay at the bottom next year

others getting involved. Meeting Rebekah’s gaze squarely, Elyse retorted, “I may be at the bottom, but what about you? If I recall correctly, you didn’t

I’m not as good as you, but you’re just going

know you’ve been sucking up to Vicky lately. I saw you following her around the other day, buying snacks for her like her personal servant. Why are you so obsessed with Vicky?

guard, Rebekah paled, her arrogance vanishing. Glaring at Elyse, she spat, “What are you so proud of? I may not be as bad

just means I have room to improve. No one’s laughing at me. Only you think I should be ashamed. Talk

stopped short when Freddy entered the room. Their eyes

back. Come with me. I need to

leaving Rebekah seething with hatred. Out in the corridor, Elyse