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.

a soft sigh, Elyse turned away, sank into a chair,

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, someone would sit beside me and keep

her glass, replying with a touch of warmth, “It’s my pleasure to keep you company

small laugh. “You know, the way

curiosity, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Who is this person

shook her head, refusing to elaborate, but simply said, “He was

something in her gut told her it was likely her

up inside Elyse as she silently

continued, her tears fell like silent rain. “He was such a wonderful person, but I treated him

a barely perceptible sneer and, with a hint of sarcasm,

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