Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1566

Chapter 1566:

Cody’s eyes reflected a wistful determination. “For some stages, being world-class is merely the entry ticket. What we need is a voice so profound it shakes the core of existence. I don’t yet know what kind of music would have that magic, but I hope one day, I’ll find it.”

Elyse frowned, her thoughts clouded with questions. What could be more extraordinary than a world-class violinist? Had history ever witnessed such an enigma?

Breaking the brief silence, Cody took a measured breath and spoke again. “Later, your father and I attended that ill-fated concert, but chaos erupted midway. That single event crushed your father’s dream of music.”

Elyse’s composure faltered as her expression grew serious. Her voice trembled slightly as she asked, “What happened?”

Cody’s voice turned somber. “A nightmare. What was meant to symbolize harmony became the spark for discord. Your father was dragged into the storm, scapegoated, and ultimately silenced. His name was tarnished, and he never played on stage again.”

was barely a whisper. “A victim of the

found what he was looking for and showed Elyse a news article from over twenty years ago.

Hall claims over 30 lives. Mastermind identified as Rickey Benson—a wolf in sheep’s clothing, who manipulated

the words hanging heavily in the air. She clenched the phone tightly, her eyes shut as if to block out the words. “No. That can’t be true.

but firm. “He wasn’t a devil, Elyse. He was a pawn, used and discarded by Rebecca for her own

eyes widened in disbelief.

the past. “When we first met her, she was just a child, no more than eight years old. She followed your father everywhere, acting quite sweet. None of us

tone heavy with regret. “We saw her as a harmless little girl. But the chaos revealed her true nature. Your father disappeared after that day. I searched tirelessly for

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her voice shaking. “Where was he? What

didn’t harm him physically, she tormented him mentally. When he finally escaped, he was a shadow of himself. He told me Rebecca was a wolf in sheep’s clothing,