Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 498:

Seething with rage, Theo dialed Freda’s number. Despite the incessant beeps for a whole minute, she never answered.

His expression darkened as he realized Freda was resolute in making things difficult for Elyse.

Determined, he called Zandra.

She almost answered immediately, but before she could greet him, Theo said, “I must end things with Freda Jimenez. If you insist on this marriage, perhaps you should marry her yourself.”

Concerned about the nascent collaboration with the Jimenez family’s company, Zandra hastily inquired, “Why the sudden change? Didn’t you pledge to back the collaboration?”

Theo despised how his mother constantly used the collaboration to manipulate him. Without it, he would have already ended things with Freda.

“I need to see Elyse. I can’t wait any longer,” Theo declared solemnly, his fingers tapping the keyboard as he scrolled through news and photos of Elyse’s championship on his laptop.

Hearing Elyse’s name again, Zandra fumed. She snapped, “Can you not endure a little longer? I’m thinking of your future. You will inherit the company. To marry Elyse, you need to become powerful.”

Pausing, she added, “Remember, Elyse has married Jayden Owen. If you lack power, how will you ever win her back?”

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words struck a chord, plunging Theo

a bit longer. Once the Jimenez family’s interests are fully tied

sighed, his eyes reflecting inner torment. Nodding, he conceded, “Alright, I’ll endure

ended the call, rubbing his face vigorously to alleviate his exhaustion

around her legs, her phone resting on the rock before her. She watched its screen light up with an incoming call, then fade

Her heart remained unmoved.

anticipated it. And this call was also part of

father who had thwarted

imagined her own father would

up within

competition, Freda knew she had lost her leverage. How could she

thought it was Fiona sitting on the rocks. But it’s

strange, causing Freda to turn

him and quickly stood, gazing

a score? Let me tell you I will never apologize to

in his pockets. He could see the fear in Freda’s eyes, a smile playing on his

leave some room for yourself;

you? Who do you think you are?” Freda’s