Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 735:

“But neither the Violin Association nor the competition organizers have identified the culprit,” she replied, her voice tinged with worry. “It’s possible the person could be hiding among the contestants, which is unsettling.”

“We will deal with that worry later. You need to focus on calming your nerves and finding inspiration.” Irving gently took Elyse’s wrist and guided her out of the hotel. She followed, her violin case gripped tightly in her other hand.

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Irving guided Elyse into a small bar, where the atmosphere was alive.

Elyse chose a quiet corner booth, sitting down comfortably as Irving brought over a menu. “What would you like to eat?” he asked, his tone relaxed and easy.

After placing her order, Elyse rested her face in her hands and stared listlessly around the room.

Noticing Elyse’s downcast demeanor, Irving assumed she was worrying about the competition. “Don’t stress too much,” he said gently. “Even if you don’t win, I won’t think any less of you.”

at him, a hint of annoyance in her eyes. “Your attempts at comfort

laugh. “Did

his smile and settled back into her chair, waiting for their food

atmosphere, with patrons enjoying their meals and drinks. Laughter and chatter filled the air, but Elyse felt an unsettling sense of detachment. Was it because her thoughts kept drifting to

swirled

gone all out, ordering a big glass of beer, which he now sipped while chatting

time savoring her meal, but her eyes constantly scanned the room in search of inspiration. However, after a while, she gave up. Nothing inspiring had caught her attention. Finishing her food with

in hand, Elyse stood up and caught Irving’s attention.

heading over to that restaurant with a piano. Maybe

Irving gently cautioned her, “Just don’t wander off too far. I’ll swing by later to pick

Irving and quipped, “You might want to rethink

won’t do anything to me,” Irving said with

streets. A few minutes

she stepped inside, her eyes were immediately drawn to the grand piano in the corner. She approached it, running her fingers gently over its polished surface. Her gaze then