Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1799:

“Just a little token for you,” Clive replied smoothly.

“But it’s not my birthday,” Elyse pointed out, her brow furrowing in confusion.

Clive paused for a moment, then explained, “You won that competition a while back, didn’t you? I was swamped at the time and never got the chance to celebrate properly. Think of this as my long-overdue congratulations.”

“Oh, well, thank you!” Elyse said graciously, accepting the gift with a shy smile.

Peyton’s eyes nearly bugged out of his skull as he gaped at the exchange. “Where’s mine?” he demanded, crossing his arms with mock indignation.

“Yours?” Clive echoed, raising an eyebrow as if the thought hadn’t crossed his mind.

you know! I’m the head honcho now. Doesn’t that warrant

clearly enjoying the moment. “You inherited a

in a dramatic huff. “Dude, are you serious? She gets a fancy present, and I have nothing? Come on, you’re loaded! I deserve

his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Fine. But in

was positively seething

master of feigned ignorance, acted as though

with a gleam of curiosity in her eyes. Nestled inside was a delicate bottle of perfume, its crystal surface

into the air, and inhaled

from my company’s perfume line—still under wraps, not yet released to the market. If it tickles your fancy,

a child on Christmas morning. “That’s

g aln ov

let a green-eyed monster rear its head. “It does smell rather nice—I caught a whiff too.