Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1765:

Sensing something amiss, Tracy leaned in, her voice edged with concern. “What happened?”

Elyse exhaled sharply, shaking her head. “I don’t know. Jennie just called, sounding rattled, and said she did something bad.”

Tracy’s eyes widened. “Wait—could she have followed Corrie’s orders? Didn’t you say Corrie had her wrapped around her finger?”

A wave of realization crashed over Elyse. “That’s right. How could I have overlooked that?” She sprang to her feet. “I need to find Brook. Maybe he knows what’s going on.”

Meanwhile, Jennie slipped her phone into her pocket with a sigh, frustration weighing heavy on her shoulders. She sat in a quiet café nestled within the shopping mall, the usual buzz of patrons strangely absent.

moment later, Camille returned, practically bouncing into her seat across from Jennie. She took a sip of her coffee and beamed. “Jennie, the coffee here is amazing! But isn’t

look of surprise, sweeping her gaze

full well that

blissfully unaware, took another sip of her coffee before noticing the anxiety brewing behind Jennie’s eyes. Her brows knit together. “Jennie, you look exhausted. If you’re not feeling well, we can head

if about to say something, but the words withered on her tongue. Instead, she mustered a bitter smile and shook her

own words settled, she buried her face in

pry any further. Seeing Jennie in so much pain made

as fragile or clueless as you think. Don’t carry all this guilt—I trust you. And when I wake up, we’ll still be friends…” Her voice trailed off as her body went limp, her head tilting to the side before she collapsed onto

twisting. She couldn’t bring

live now

high heels against the floor—Corrie’s signature entrance. Corrie strode up to Camille, gripping a handful of her hair and tilting her head this way and that, inspecting her like a prize on display. Once she was convinced Camille was