Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 601:

Perched on the edge of the bed, Elyse lost herself in the haunting melodies of the violin, a gift from Cody. Her recent, profound sorrow seemed to fuel her performance, transforming her grief into music for over an hour.

Watching her, Irving felt compelled to intervene. “You should rest,” he urged gently. “Playing so long isn’t good for you right now.” As he spoke, he carefully took the violin from her grasp and offered her a glass of milk instead. “Driscoll sent this over. Drink it. It’ll help you regain some strength.”

Elyse glanced from her empty hands to the milk Irving held out, her lips curling in mild defiance. “I’m not in the mood for milk right now.”

Irving, trying to maintain a firm stance, replied, “Please, no fussing now. Just drink it.”

With a sigh, Elyse took the milk and sipped it slowly. Meanwhile, Peyton was adjusting to his mobility in a wheelchair, his leg now supported only by two slender boards instead of the full plaster cast. He held a piece of paper, his curiosity piqued.

“What’s this? It was stuck on your ward’s door the whole time.”

After reading the note, Peyton’s expression darkened instantly. Elyse, quick to notice the shift in his demeanor, pressed him, “What does it say? You look so pale all of a sudden.”

contents and revealing them. Elyse was tired of secrets, tired of being shielded as if ignorance would spare

just treating her as if she were too clueless to handle the situation herself. She extended her hand toward Peyton and demanded,

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don’t think that’s a good idea,” Peyton hesitated,

to me,” Elyse

shook with apprehension. He thought to himself that Elyse was becoming increasingly like Jayden—intimidating and

main character was also named Elyse Lloyd. In the narrative, this fictional Elyse was portrayed as a scheming woman who stole her sister’s fiancé and tarnished him,

making a mess of things and

situation somewhat amusing. She picked up the paper, looked at Peyton,

I saw it

slipped into her slippers and strode out of the ward. When she emerged, she found each ward door was adorned with a piece of paper bearing the same

where he had been delivering items. Spotting Elyse, Driscoll

Owen, someone has posted a story on multiple floors, with you cast as the villainous lead. They’re quite slanderous. I’m

eyes flashing with anger. “Gather all