Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 720:

After a moment of thought, Edward replied nonchalantly, “It’s actually a good thing. After all, it’s better to be straightforward about your ambitions than to scheme behind everyone’s back, right?”

Surprised, Elyse tilted her head. “‘Scheme’? What do you mean by that?”

Edward’s expression darkened as he recalled a painful memory. “A few years ago, during a competition, I faced a petty opponent. While I was in the bathroom, he tampered with the strings on my violin. By the time I realized what he did, it was too late—the string snapped mid-performance. It was a total disaster.”

“What?!” Elyse’s eyes widened in outrage. “How dare he? He must’ve been wildly insecure. Did you end up winning against him?”

“Of course,” Edward said, raising his chin proudly. “I had to think fast; I borrowed a violin from a friend who was waiting backstage and finished my piece. Good thing the judges let me have a do-over.” He stroked his chin, a glint of pride in his eyes. “I ended up winning first place. I don’t even remember where that guy placed.”

“Good!” Elyse grinned in satisfaction. “You foiled his plan and you even won first place. I’m really happy for you.”

Edward chuckled, his confidence restored. “Well, it’s my turn to perform now. Make sure to watch closely.” With a grin, he strode towards the stage, violin in tow.

curtain, watching with bated

Edward started

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first notes of “The Wanderer” filled the room, Elyse’s

had accused her earlier of not performing the piece she had originally planned, and now, he had

Elyse vowed to give Edward a piece of her mind once

resolve wavered as she was

with their energetic string plucking, propelled the music toward a breathtaking climax. The melancholic melody seemed to pour out from his very soul,

realize this man was

of challenging pieces for the competition was a bold statement of his ambition, making the contestants

the same cloth,

his face alight with triumph, only

parroted Edward’s earlier accusation, her tone sharp. “Weren’t you supposed to perform ‘Csardas’? Why switch