Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 651:

Jayden stood up, retrieved his phone, and gave Tobin some instructions before he and Elyse headed to find Shaun.

Upon entering Shaun’s villa, Elyse immediately sensed a heavy atmosphere. She approached the butler, who looked quite somber, and inquired, “Where is Shaun? I need to see him.”

The butler glanced towards the staircase leading to the second floor and hesitated before responding, “He might not be available right now.”

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Elyse quickly stepped closer to the butler and pressed, “He answered my call earlier. Why can’t I see him now? Does he not want to meet me?”

The butler shook his head, repeatedly opening his mouth to speak but stopping himself each time, clearly hesitant. This made Elyse even more worried. She stamped her foot and demanded, “What happened to him? Tell me quickly.”

Realizing he couldn’t avoid the issue, the butler exhaled deeply and said, “I’ll take you to him.”

Elyse looked at Jayden, and they followed the butler to the second floor. The butler knocked on the door of a room but received no answer. He then cautiously opened the door.

As the door swung open, a pungent smell of alcohol wafted out, causing Elyse to reel back and cover her nose, exclaiming, “It reeks.”

clear the air and explained, “I apologize. He made it clear that we can’t enter

The light from the hallway failed to illuminate the interior, and she

is Shaun doing in

isn’t his room. It’s Tracy’s room. Since the accident, he

cast a worried glance toward the inner room and continued, “It’s been nearly half a month. He has been holed up in Tracy’s room, lost in alcohol. We’ve tried to

She responded coolly, “Alright, I’ll take care of this. You can

butler hesitated. “Well, perhaps I should

you if necessary,” Elyse replied sharply, dismissing

trust Elyse, recalling that she was a close friend of Tracy’s. He hoped Elyse could coax Shaun out of his despair. The butler then left

reached for the light switches

curled up on the bed, the same one Tracy had used.

an empty wine bottle. Looking down, she saw the floor strewn with empty

the window to let in fresh air

looked at Shaun’s condition, and remarked sarcastically,

observed Shaun closely and agreed. His beard was unkempt, his complexion pallid, and dark circles marred his eyes. If not for his snoring, she might have

but hesitated upon seeing dried stains of unknown substances on his clothing. She shut her eyes