Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 235:

Darren was very indifferent. He replied to Vicky’s question, “If you had listened to me, you’d have retained your position as the concertmaster. But you just wouldn’t listen. Bring your fever down first, okay?” He had earlier reminded Vicky to put on a jacket instead of a thin dress should the weather get cold. Yet, his thoughtful suggestion and help were seen as meddling in her affairs. Darren kept his opinion to himself; he shouldn’t have meddled in her business.

Vicky was full of resentment. She sneered, “Am I wrong? You help Elyse because you like her.” He gave a cold smile as he said, “Seems like you are no longer as awesome as you seemed to, right?” Darren was vexed. “Why would she say a thing like that?” he thought. “You are no different from normal people now. You are the concertmaster, and your health is paramount. But your stubbornness made you end up with a fever on our first date of the tour.”

“You hold grudges against Elyse. You feel she stole your position as the concertmaster from you, didn’t you? You should blame yourself instead of Elyse. You didn’t value this tour, so you were replaced with someone who did.” Vicky trembled; she was not willing to accept she was to blame. Furious, she retorted, “I’ll deliver even if I’m sick. I’ve been in such a situation, and trust me, I delivered, of course.”

Darren said with a nod, “Yes, I know you’ve had such an experience in the past, but you had only stood on the stage for three minutes. The case is different here; you will perform with a lot of people. Can you cope for two hours?” His eyes were full of disappointment. “Or do you intend to pass out in the course of the performance? Do you want to embarrass our orchestra before the media? Say you don’t care; do you think we don’t too?”

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against the wall in physical weakness. She wasn’t sure how long she could endure when she mounted the stage, especially in her condition. She was unhappy,

goes well,” he said. With her mouth twisted, she said, “Are you scared it won’t go well? I

your role? Have you thought about the stress and inconvenience this must have caused her? She had to go through the troubles of memorizing the blocking and other etiquettes barely a quarter of

in his heart, Darren picked up his violin and went to the backstage. Their performance was about

her to. The manager carefully explained every step, pointing

she looked at the audience. She encouraged herself, “I’ll enjoy it.” The audience arrived one after

Clive asked Jayden. In an assured tone, Jayden answered, “Of course.” Clive sat straight and said, “I’m not interested in classical music, but since you invited me, I’ll watch

it,” he muttered. Clive retorted, “You don’t like this kind of music

helplessly touched his forehead. “To watch your wife perform,” they both chorused. Jayden wanted