Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 473:

Elyse tucked into her meal with gusto, shoveling bites down with an urgency that surprised even her. She didn’t care whether Jayden was still like a child or not. The tiny tenant within her most definitely was.

Driscoll, mistaking her ravenous appetite for starvation, fretted, “There’s plenty more. Please, pace yourself.”

Elyse fought down the nausea churning in her stomach, forcing another bite down. A sudden clarity washed over her. Jayden’s opinion was relevant, of course, but it wasn’t the deciding factor. This child, this little miracle blossoming inside her—she wanted it.

Driscoll hesitated. “How will you face Mr. Owen?”

Elyse kept her gaze firmly on her plate. “It depends on his intentions, I suppose. If he wants to be with me, then we will be.”

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“And your intentions?” Driscoll pressed gently.

Her hand stopped. Finally, she met his gaze, confusion clouding her features. “Do my intentions matter? Didn’t you say Jayden controls everything? If you want to know if we have a future, shouldn’t you be asking him?”

flicker of unease crossed

fruit. A whole plate of it, and make it snappy.” A rebellious glint sparked in her eyes. Just because Jayden said she couldn’t eat, didn’t

her request. Elyse continued eating, but a wave of weakness washed over her. She slumped back

reached Jayden’s study and

Jayden’s muffled voice. He looked up from his computer screen as Driscoll entered. “What is it? Refusing her

to Elyse? As if reading his

“Sir,” he ventured carefully, “if you don’t truly want to harm her, why restrict her food

through his mind, a fresh wave of anger washing over him. He’d hoped she’d

care about me?” he roared, slamming his

She isn’t that

“You’re still defending her? She hurt me,

to argue, Driscoll held his tongue. Just as he was about to

You think I’d actually starve her?” His stubborn expression

that, he exited the study, already picturing a

minutes later, the fruit arrived. Elyse picked at it, her voice barely a whisper when she spoke, “You mentioned Jayden’s parents didn’t care

firstborn often shoulders the burden of expectations and becomes a pawn in inheritance battles. The younger one,