Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 332:

Driscoll felt a pang of empathy for Elyse, sensing parallels between her and Jayden’s past. Her longing for parental love mirrored Jayden’s own childhood yearnings. With a gentle squat, he took out a piece of chocolate, extending it to the bewildered Elyse. “You’re a good person. It’s not your fault to have terrible parents. You’re allowed to feel pain,” he reassured her with a warm smile.

Staring at the chocolate, bitterness swelled within Elyse. After a moment’s pause, she inquired, “How did Jayden handle the situation?”

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Driscoll replied honestly, “He treated Mabel harshly, but he didn’t resort to torture.”

“In that case, I’ll leave it be. I’ve just returned home not in the best state. I don’t want to be involved. I trust Jayden’s ways of handling this matter,” she declared, sinking back into the sofa to indulge in the dessert.

memory of Glenda’s indifferent gaze haunted her, a stark reminder of where she stood in their eyes. No amount

French window. Her assistant nudged the door open, inquiring, “The car’s ready. Are you really heading to see the

mischievous glint, she snatched up the document beside her, remarking, “I’ve got no choice. I just can’t fathom what Jayden’s up to. I need to meet my grandpa

We might just make it in time for my grandpa’s

found the head of Bayzee Group to be shrouded in mystery, rarely making public appearances. Despite rumors of his attendance at various events, he

help but wonder how her grandfather would react upon learning Jayden was the mastermind behind Bayzee

his study, grappling with a mountain of paperwork accumulated over the days. A message from Troy diverted his attention. Upon digesting Troy’s

second car accident, I spotted your grandpa’s old butler at a roadside coffee shop.

clenched, his knuckles paling with tension. Years of fruitless investigation suddenly made sense. The architect of his misfortune had lurked beside him all along, silently