Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 508:

Jayden calculated his return to the hospital, only to find Elyse had demolished two breakfasts.

Driscoll, spotting Jayden in his wheelchair, furrowed his brow. “Sir, we underestimated Mrs. Owen’s appetite. A maid is on her way with another breakfast.”

Clive, pointing at himself with a rumble in his stomach, piped up, “What about mine? Don’t tell me I’m next on the starvation list.”

Driscoll chuckled. “Of course not, Mr. Yates. Your breakfast waits next door. This way, please.”

Clive followed with a grateful sigh, his night spent assisting Jayden leaving him famished.

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With Driscoll and Clive gone, the room’s atmosphere shifted as Jayden and Elyse found themselves alone.

Jayden cleared his throat, trying to mask his awkwardness. Maneuvering his wheelchair closer to the bed, he reached out to touch Elyse’s hand, but she withdrew it swiftly as if anticipating his move.

“Your eyes are still shut, aren’t they? How do you know what I’m doing?” he questioned, blinking in surprise.

shut, her disappointment in

lost. All he could do was watch

monotone. “Last night, I interrogated that driver. Turns out my grandpa was the mastermind behind everything, just like

“Why tell me about this? It’s not like I have a say in your affairs, do

his voice barely above a whisper, confessed, “I visited him this morning, and things went south. I’m

eyes snapped open, her voice sharp. “So what? You sever ties with your family, and that’s not my

was unmistakable. Confusion gnawed at Jayden.

as his enemy. It’d

shoulder. “Can’t you hear me? You constantly treat me like an outsider. Don’t assume I need updates just because I’m upset. We have no stake in this.

commanding, her

voice and demeanor left Jayden speechless. He’d never witnessed this side of her anger, and it sent a shiver down his

discomfort. Elyse clutched her stomach, her face contorted in

asked, “Are you

could only manage

for the call button, and soon the room was

and Driscoll, drawn by the commotion,