Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 873:

Smiling, Elyse set her phone down and thought about heading back to the banquet hall—she still had room for a little more food. But just as she took her first step, a hand clamped down on her shoulder. She shrieked in shock, and before she could turn around, another hand covered her mouth, yanking her backward with force.

It was a man—a tall, imposing figure with a grip like iron. Realizing this, panic surged through Elyse, and she began to thrash desperately. She was too terrified to think straight, and the difference in their strength was staggering. Despite her frantic struggles, she soon grew weak and exhausted. The man easily overpowered her, dragging her into the stairwell and forcing her up the stairs.

She had no idea how many floors they climbed. All she could do was let out soft, frightened whimpers. The man leaned in to her ear and whispered, “Keep it down, will ya? I’m already having a rough time—don’t make it worse.”

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That voice—it was unmistakable. Jayden’s.

the unusual flush on Jayden’s face. His breathing was labored as if he was battling to keep something

Elyse recognized him, the facade fell away. He let go of her, leaning heavily against

furious and relieved, punched his arm. “How can you joke about that?

me?” Jayden, grinning, reached out to

stared at him warily, taking in his appearance. “What’s going on with

eyes locked onto hers, intense and unyielding. “Care to find out?” he

hesitated, torn between caution and concern, but eventually took a step closer. “Did you not dress warmly enough? How did you end up getting sick like this?” As Elyse moved in, the soft scent that was

came, the

him as if he could somehow fuse them into one. Startled by his sudden embrace, Elyse began pounding on his back, her voice rising in frustration. “Why are you holding me so tight?

of Elyse’s body as he leaned in close, his lips grazing her ear. “I’ve been drugged,” he murmured, his voice husky with a mix of desperation and desire. “And I need you to cure me. That’s

She tried to shove Jayden away, but his grip only tightened. The more she resisted, the closer he pulled her into his embrace. “You? You’ve got some nerve! Go to your girlfriend for that. I’m not her, so I’m under no obligation to help!” Elyse snapped, her anger