Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1800:

Peyton’s face turned crimson, his frustration bubbling over like a pot left too long on the stove. “Damn it! If anyone’s oozing masculinity, it’s me—I’m practically dripping with it now!”

Elyse stifled a giggle and trailed after Clive, leaving Peyton to stew as he followed reluctantly behind.

Once they settled into the room, Clive took charge, calling out orders for the meal with the ease of a seasoned host. He made a point to include several of Elyse’s favorite dishes, earning a soft smile from her. Then, passing the menu to Peyton, he said casually, “Pick whatever your heart desires.”

Peyton, still smarting from earlier, brought his hand down on the table with a thud that echoed his irritation. “You’ve crossed a line this time! After all these years, you still don’t know my go-to dishes? I’m your best friend, for crying out loud!”

Clive merely shrugged, his expression as innocent as a lamb. “I know what you like. Just never thought to order for you before.”

the boil. “What about Elyse? You’ve ordered for her plenty of

his gaze toward Elyse, who appeared to be wandering in a world of her own. “Mm,” he murmured, the

“We’ve been thick as thieves for

tinged with playful uncertainty. “I suppose I might

a fit of pique, but

you a proper earful.” Snatching the menu, he began ticking off his

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quick as a flash, cut in before he could utter a word. “He enjoys whatever tickles my fancy.” Clive’s hand, which had been lifting a glass to his lips, froze midair like a deer caught in headlights. He quickly recovered, sipping his

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chair, his gaze settling on Clive with a scrutinizing squint. “Hey, have you been sneaking off for facials or

brow, a smirk tugging at his lips. “What,