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.

soon as Elyse heard Cody’s comments, she trotted out of the garden. Elyse skipped back to the practice room where other orchestra members surrounded her, offering comfort

their attention, Elyse said, “I won’t give up. I’ll

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her tone dripping with disdain. “Compared to Vicky, you’re nothing. Don’t get your hopes up. You’ll

to defend Elyse, but she stopped them. She didn’t want 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 even make it to the second round. You’re not

as good as you, but you’re just going to keep getting beaten by

you’ve been sucking up to Vicky lately. I saw you following her around the other day, buying snacks for

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

humiliating about me? I may not be as good as Vicky, but that just means I have room to improve. No one’s laughing at me. Only you think I

Freddy entered the room. Their

“You’re back. Come with me. I

Out in the corridor, Elyse