Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 645:

Elyse turned her face away, squeezing her eyes shut as if to block out Jayden’s presence.

Each passing second fueled Jayden’s anger. Her unwavering resolve to divorce only intensified his fury. He strode towards her, his powerful arms reaching out to scoop her into a tight embrace. A startled gasp escaped her lips.

Driscoll, witnessing the scene unfold, tried to intervene, but Jayden’s icy rebuke silenced him. “This doesn’t concern you.”

Driscoll’s heart sank. He stopped mid-step, bowing his head in submission.

Even in Jayden’s forceful grip, Elyse refused to yield. She fought back with all her might, twisting and kicking. “Get off me! Let me go!”

Her defiance did little to faze Jayden. His steps carried them relentlessly towards the bedroom. With a rough shove, he unceremoniously threw her onto the bed.

“Ah!” A sharp cry of pain erupted from Elyse as she landed. Before she could react, Jayden was on top of her, his weight pinning her down, stealing her ability to move.

Terror gripped Elyse. Her hands pressed against his chest in a failed attempt to resist. “What-what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice laced with fear.

Jayden’s gaze was an abyss, dark and swirling with possessive hunger that sent shivers down her spine. His rough hands snaked beneath her dress, igniting a primal fire as they grazed her skin.

betrayed her resolve, quivering with a forgotten rhythm. But she fought to maintain control, her voice trembling. “Stop!

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do!” Jayden growled, ripping the fabric from her dress and exposing

under his relentless torment. Desperation bled into her

when couldn’t you take this?” Jayden taunted, his voice laced with cruelty. His fingers

against the relentless bonds, but her efforts were in vain. As she kicked out, Jayden effortlessly captured her legs, spreading them wide in

stripped. Gritting her teeth, she hissed, “You scoundrel! You’re forcing yourself on me!

of mockery dancing in his dark eyes. “How many times have we been through this, Elyse? Do you think you can just leave me?

possessive kiss. Her anger dissolved into whimpers

a brutal encounter that left her broken and whimpering. Jayden remained

voice a weak plea for mercy. “Must you torment me so? I can’t

woman! You dared to speak of divorce? Do as you

shattered in his

throat, tears streaming down her face. Desperation fueled her rage. “I will divorce

as he intensified his assault, pulverizing her resistance

ordeal that stretched