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.”

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

into the room, Elyse saw only darkness; the room was completely unlit. The light

“What is

helplessly, “This isn’t his room. It’s Tracy’s room. Since the accident, he has been

butler 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 get him out, but he

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

hesitated. “Well, perhaps I should stay

no need. Leave. I’ll call you if necessary,” Elyse replied sharply,

she was a close friend of Tracy’s. He hoped Elyse could coax Shaun out

stepped into the room. She reached for the light switches on the wall and flipped them on

Shaun was curled up on the bed, the same one Tracy had used. He lay

an empty wine bottle. Looking down, she saw the floor strewn with empty bottles. The butler’s description of Shaun drowning in alcohol

approached the bedside. She opened the

came over, looked at Shaun’s condition, and remarked sarcastically,

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

about to rouse Shaun herself but hesitated upon seeing dried stains of unknown substances on his clothing. She shut her eyes