Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1622:

The thought hung suspended as she savored her wine, offering Elyse an enigmatic smile.

“Continue,” Elyse encouraged softly.

Rebecca studied her wine, watching light fracture through the liquid. “Don’t you find these borders constraining? Yes, we prosper, but imagine the potential for greater wealth, expanded territories, room for more of my people to thrive.”

Elyse’s response carried gentle wisdom. “Your ambitions soar high. A nation’s true measure lies not in its physical expanse or gleaming edifices, but in its people’s contentment and sense of belonging.”

Rebecca dismissed this philosophy with a wave. “Perhaps. But I believe in perpetual expansion. More territory, more wealth, more prosperity—these are the markers of true success.”

Rebecca’s expression made Elyse realize that she wasn’t being taken seriously.

sigh, Elyse turned away, sank into a chair, and began

glass, Rebecca spoke, her voice tinged with sorrow. “Do you know? I’ve never had a friend. It never crossed my mind that one day, while having a drink,

with a touch of warmth, “It’s my pleasure

know, the way you speak always brings someone from my

lifted in curiosity, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Who is this person you’re

“He was so good to me, but I hurt him. He’ll never forgive

was referring to, but something in her gut

up inside Elyse as she silently watched Rebecca’s

tears fell like silent rain. “He was such a wonderful person, but I treated him poorly. I regret it

sneer and, with a hint of sarcasm,

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