Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1632:

She knew she had to act—had to do something, anything. Then, another image suddenly flashed in her mind.

Rickey, trapped in the midst of a furious mob, his every move swallowed by their anger. Accusations and insults flew at him like sharp stones.

He shrank under their brutal onslaught, his body folding in on itself as if trying to disappear. He became a mere trembling shadow, curled in the darkest corner, muttering frantic apologies as the world closed in around him.

“It wasn’t me,” he sobbed, his voice choked with fear. “I didn’t start the war. I never wanted to hurt anyone. I just wanted to play the violin…” His words trembled in the air, laced with an overwhelming sorrow that seemed to pierce the very soul.

Rickey’s pain and rage echoed through Elyse, stirring something deep within her, a raw connection to his torment that burned in her chest.

clutched her head, the fury boiling over. “Rebecca, you goddamn

near an exit, sending

desperate bid for survival, people began scrambling up the twenty-foot walls, choosing the peril of a deadly

so fiercely it felt as though they might tear from their sockets. In a burst of adrenaline, she scrambled

war! And you tried to pin it all on me!

the venue, louder than the storm brewing below. The

had fallen to the floor. With a confident stride, she made her way to center stage. She stood tall, gazing down at the chaos unfolding,

“Palladio!”

simple yet hypnotic. The counterpoint of the double-stop added depth, amplifying the soaring violin’s call. It was a calm before the

his

camera was live, broadcasting the chaos