Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 190:

Elyse and her new friends settled into the private room and placed their orders, eagerly awaiting their meals. Bart ordered a bottle of wine, and after pouring himself a glass, looked around the table. “Don’t you want to try it? Am I drinking alone?”

Elyse responded, “We don’t drink. Go ahead by yourself.”

As Bart nibbled on an appetizer, he muttered, “I can’t really speak my mind without a drink. I’ve hardly ever lost in a competition.”

Grace snorted. “That’s true for all of us. Otherwise, why would we be here tonight?” Her remark cast a strange silence over the group.

Elyse chewed thoughtfully on some fruit, her mind wandering back to the few formal competitions she had participated in. Glenda had always instructed her to lose to Mabel, not wanting her to outshine publicly. Consequently, her experience was limited, which explained why she was so tense and made a mistake in her match against Vicky.

Reflecting on this, she sighed deeply, and soon, the others followed suit. Elyse looked around, noticing the exchanged glances. Despite their talent and pride, they bore the weight of recent defeats collectively. A somber atmosphere enveloped them as they reflected on their setbacks.

Feeling the need to lift the spirits, Elyse encouraged, “Cheer up, guys. We’ll win in the future.”

Darren had a resilient attitude. Due to his past experiences with mistakes during competitions, he understood the disappointment and reluctance others felt. Standing up, he raised a glass of soft drink. “We can learn from our failures. Cheer up. We will win next time.”

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were

privately,” Vicky stated bluntly, her focus clearly on

do we

inquired, “Why are you here? Who tipped you off about our

a smug smile, Rebekah raised her eyebrows at Elyse, seemingly indifferent to the accusatory stares. “This

furrowed her brow. “I don’t need to talk

Don’t hold me responsible if you feel publicly humiliated.” She slammed her hand on the table. “Why have you teamed up with them to isolate

you? You called for this dinner and excluded me,” Vicky said aggressively. “You

stressing “experiences with failure” pointedly. She then turned to Rebekah. “I refused to let you join our dinner, so you decided to sow discord among us. Are you stupid, Rebekah Bentley? You might offend me, but can you

from Elyse, rolled her eyes. “Don’t try to pin this on me. I overheard you plotting to turn everyone against Vicky and

truly are malicious. You

arranged for it, and Bart reserved this

Rebekah. “But we won’t include

gaze, Rebekah tensed. Knowing Darren was backed