Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 578:

“Fiona, what’s on your mind? Are you even listening?” Irving was engrossed in his phone, typing furiously, but his eyes flicked up to Fiona now and then, tinged with curiosity and suspicion.

“You’ve been acting strange since you got back from the hospital,” he finally said, his voice laced with curiosity. “Did something happen?”

Fiona, still lost in her thoughts, jolted at Irving’s words and instinctively recoiled, like a cat suddenly startled.

Irving, catching Fiona’s jumpy reaction, raised an eyebrow. “Why are you dodging? I won’t bite.”

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Fiona avoided his gaze, her voice shaky and unconvincing as she said, “I’m not dodging anything. You’re just imagining things.”

Just then, Gavin descended from the second floor, his violin in hand. Noticing Fiona on the couch, he casually asked, “Back from the hospital already? How did Elyse’s checkup go?”

Fiona, fiddling nervously with her hair, replied guiltily, “I… I don’t know. You should ask her yourself.”

Gavin, puzzled and now closer to the couch, pressed on, “Didn’t you take time off to accompany Elyse for her check-up? Didn’t you go with her?”

Fiona had indeed gone, but explaining what had transpired afterward was a different matter entirely.

Gavin, sensing her evasiveness, raised his eyebrows and pressed on, “You didn’t go? What were you doing then?”

refusing to spill

feeling that something was

ago, her mind seemed a million miles away, and it was clear to him that she was lost in her own world, preoccupied

his phone and tried calling Elyse. No luck. Several

too

to

can’t I reach either

up, shutting her eyes and feigning

you acting like this? We’re

“Why are you asking me? If you want to know about Elyse, ask her directly!

snapped, grabbing his coat and storming

equally perplexed, grabbed his jacket and followed suit, driven by worry for

exhaled a long sigh of relief, but the weight of dread quickly settled back on her

baby meant the world to Elyse and Jayden, but strangely, Fiona found a twisted relief in

Elyse at the hospital now; her presence felt like a dark

agonizing part was her own inertia: she hadn’t lifted a finger to aid Elyse. Fiona braced herself for

seemed advantageous to Fiona in a perplexing way, she

conflicted emotions. As she sat on the couch, she racked her brain

in the car, debating their next move. Should they head to Elyse’s home or the hospital? They decided to head to the