Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 451:

Upon hearing this, Jayden narrowed his eyes, a threatening glint apparent. “My secret? What secret?”

Corrie stood frozen, scanning the crowd of onlookers. In a panicked voice, she repeated, “I don’t know. I don’t know what your secret is. I don’t know!”

Jayden gave her a meaningful look before he turned and rolled away in his wheelchair. Corrie watched him leave the building before she finally stamped her feet in anger. The men in the Owen family were no good. They were all selfish. Were it not for the resources of the Owen family, she would never be subjected to such treatment.

Losing any concern for her image, she shouted a few more times, gripping the front desk as she gasped for breath. The receptionists kept their distance, wary of her potential outburst.

“Damn it! Jayden, I will definitely make things difficult for you,” she muttered under her breath, her gaze suddenly shifting to the elevator.

The person she most wanted to see, Enzo, was upstairs. If she revealed Jayden’s secret to him, he couldn’t pretend to be a cripple anymore. But her parents were still under Jayden’s control. What if revealing the secret led to Jayden harming her parents? Once again, she found herself caught in a dilemma.

In the studio, after Elyse had been practicing for two hours, Forrest tugged at the hem of her clothing and announced loudly, “Elyse, time’s up. You should stop practicing. Get some rest now.”

to see it was already dusk. Forrest led her to sit down and suggested, “Have a

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at her flat belly, Forrest explained seriously, “Because you need nutrition.” After all, she was carrying five

dinner. However, considering the new life growing within her,

a sigh of relief and then asked, “What do you want to eat? It’s

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time he went out, he would

“You ate alone outside when

Forrest replied, “Where else can I eat? The school cafeterias are closed during holidays, so I have

surge of motherly love. She touched his head gently and offered, “Why don’t you come to my house for dinner? My chef cooks really

you want to take me to your house

Would you like

I’ll respect your invitation and grudgingly accept your offer to go to your house for dinner,” Forrest replied, shyly fiddling with his hands