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.

later, Camille returned, practically bouncing into her seat across from Jennie. She took a sip of her coffee and beamed. “Jennie, the

a small, feigned look of surprise, sweeping her gaze around

she wasn’t actually surprised—she knew full well that Corrie had booked the entire

took another sip of her coffee before noticing the anxiety brewing behind Jennie’s eyes. Her brows knit together. “Jennie, you look exhausted. If

lips, as if about to say something, but the words withered on her tongue. Instead, she mustered a

the weight of her own words settled, she buried her face in her hands,

Seeing Jennie in so much pain made her

her temples, she murmured, “Jennie, don’t beat yourself up. I’m not as fragile or clueless as you think. Don’t carry all this guilt—I trust you. And when I wake up,

stomach twisting. She couldn’t bring

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 truly out cold, Corrie smirked and turned to Jennie. “See? I told you you’d pull