Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 197:

On the following morning, Elyse woke up feeling stiff and sore all over. Descending the stairs, she noticed Jayden was nowhere to be seen and inquired, “Is Jayden in the study?”

Driscoll shook his head and offered her a glass of water. “He left early this morning. Do you need him for something important?”

Pausing her hand from massaging her waist, Elyse gave an awkward smile and replied, “No, it was just a casual question.” She drank the water quickly and then moved to the dining room for breakfast. After eating, she grabbed her violin case and headed off to the rehearsal room.

Upon arriving, Elyse immediately felt a shift in the atmosphere. The other members seemed to regard her with unusual expressions, which left her puzzled. As she was tuning her violin, an object dropped from the stand beside her. She picked it up, handing it back to its owner, who snatched it quickly and retreated from her.

This strange behavior only deepened Elyse’s confusion. Why were they acting so distant and wary around her? When Freddy walked in, he immediately noticed the tension surrounding Elyse. With a serious demeanor, he approached her and said, “Come out for a moment. I have something to tell you.”

Elyse stood and followed him out of the room. Once outside, Freddy shared his concerns. “You’ve been targeted by Vicky. She sent a message in the group chat of our orchestra last night urging everyone to isolate you. Vicky is quite influential here, and nobody wants to cross her.” Freddy’s face was etched with worry.

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for a moment, they just looked at each other in silence. Darren approached them, breaking the quiet

with a mixture of resignation and indifference. “I don’t mind as long as it doesn’t interfere with

turned scornful. “I used to have respect for Vicky. She’s talented albeit a bit distant, and I thought she wasn’t a bad person. It seems I was mistaken. Let it go. Let’s get back

dwell on Vicky’s machinations. What truly mattered

office, Vicky paced restlessly, her phone pressed against her ear. “Even after everyone has isolated Elyse, she seems to be practicing on her own as if nothing is unusual,” someone said on the other end

her friends? Are they distancing themselves from her?” she asked sharply, her tone

a hesitant tone, “The opposite, actually. They haven’t heeded your

move driven by a sudden nagging doubt about her own superiority. It was the first time she had scrutinized her rival’s performance post-competition, and the realization that dawned was chilling: had

wrestled with a gnawing unease that clung tighter than a second skin. Why wasn’t Elyse anxious

Vicky’s efforts to isolate her, Elyse remained unperturbed, much to Vicky’s frustration. It seemed that no matter what Vicky did, Elyse remained steadfast in her

Ellsworth isn’t here. You can

you a child? What’s with this petty game of isolating Elyse? I don’t get it. You’ve never

You seem quite concerned about her. Though I’ve heard she’s married. You might be wasting

talk to you.