Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 193:

Nestled in Jayden’s arms, Elyse was too embarrassed to look up. She chastised herself for nearly letting things go too far with Jayden in the living room. She had to admit she was becoming more like him, shamelessly so.

Jayden, with a disapproving look, stared at Driscoll. He was frustrated by the interruption; he was so close to having a moment with Elyse. Driscoll, although stoic, was sweating nervously. He hadn’t wanted to interrupt them. He had even sent the servants out to ensure privacy. But then unexpectedly, Kieran and Judy showed up. Driscoll tried persuading them to visit another day, but they stubbornly refused, insisting on seeing Jayden and threatening to camp out at the entrance if necessary. Unable to let that happen, Driscoll felt compelled to disturb Jayden.

As Jayden stroked Elyse’s hair to comfort her, he said briskly, “Let them in.” Once Driscoll left to fetch Kieran and Judy, Elyse sat up, covering her cheeks. She glared at Jayden and said, “This can’t happen again. How embarrassing.”

Raising an eyebrow, Jayden teased her, “Embarrassing? This is our house. Why shouldn’t I be free with my wife?”

His comment made her blush even deeper. As Elyse got up to leave, Jayden pulled her back, holding her close. “Why are you running? Haven’t you heard? Judy is here too. Aren’t you worried or jealous?”

off guard, Elyse paused. “Why did they come to

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know? I can’t make sense of the Foster

decided to stay in the living room. Her curiosity was piqued.

expressionless, his gaze shifting briefly from Elyse to Jayden. In contrast, Judy presented a stark difference. Dressed in a white slip

called out, “Jayden.” Her tone was sweet yet tinged with sadness. Elyse, nervously adjusting the hem of her blouse, noted Judy’s unwavering focus on Jayden. Initially reserved, Judy now

attention to Kieran. “What brings you and your sister

the disturbance, Mr. Owen. It was my sister’s insistence on visiting you again that brought us here despite

nonchalantly popped a grape into her mouth. “And what’s the purpose?” he asked

best if you explained your reasons for visiting Mr. Owen. Do it

for me? Did you ever see me as different from other women, even if