Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 429:

Elyse could hear them talking, but she didn’t really listen. Instead, she concentrated on honing her skills. She felt genuinely thankful to Irving for his guidance. Although Irving’s comments were often blunt, they pointed directly to her oversights and weaknesses. His critiques served as a wake-up call, and realizing her flaws actually felt liberating.

She practiced relentlessly, seemingly tireless in her efforts.

As Fiona ate her hot dog, she watched Elyse, then glanced over at Gavin and Irving. Having worked at Blue Sea Music Studio a year longer than Elyse, Fiona knew how tough Gavin and Irving could be. Yet they had taken a keen interest in Elyse shortly after her arrival. Irving, usually proud and reluctant to teach, had notably softened, offering Elyse guidance he had never extended to Fiona.

Fiona’s hands clenched into fists repeatedly, a wave of displeasure and frustration washing over her. Suddenly, the melodious sounds morphed into a jarring noise.

Gavin, Irving, and Fiona turned to Elyse in disbelief. Confused, Elyse looked down at the bow in her hand to see that all the hair had snapped. Her mind went blank for a moment, then she remembered Cody’s words: a bow stripped of its hair meant she had truly given her all.

Seeing Elyse lost in thought while gazing at the bow, Gavin spoke with a hint of exasperation. “Why don’t you come over here, take a break, and eat something?”

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Elyse nodded in agreement.

tune. Irving, watching her intently, noticed her sour expression and narrowed his

on the couch, her eyes caught the spread of tempting dishes on the table, igniting her

asked, “Can’t you

she felt pressed for time, needing to get back to her practice. Before she could explain, Gavin’s stern voice cut through the air. “Fiona, pay attention to your technique. You’ve

sharp tone startled

shaken, reacted sharply. Gavin, arms crossed, admonished her further, “You mustn’t

jaw clenched

pause to refuel, returned to her own practice. Their session stretched on

lingered on Elyse, who was still deep in practice. Fiona couldn’t grasp

Gavin observing from the

in a composed voice, “It’s