Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1811:

When she opened the door, she found Peyton leaning casually against the wall, a slight smile on his lips. His eyes seemed to dissect her with clinical precision.

An inexplicable chill slithered down Aileen’s spine. She hugged herself, her fingers digging into her arms as she stammered, “Why—why are you here? Where’s my dad?”

Peyton’s smile widened, revealing perfect teeth. “He stepped out. He’ll return by dinner time. Until then, it’s just us.”

Horror bloomed across Aileen’s face. “Just you and me? What should we do? What do you want?”

Surprise flickered briefly in Peyton’s eyes. “Sit down and talk over coffee?” He tilted his head curiously. “What did you think we would do?”

“Of course! That’s exactly what I was thinking,” Aileen responded, her hands flying to her burning cheeks. What had possessed her to react so dramatically? Mortification consumed her.

perhaps imagining something inappropriate? Did you think I might…”

an octave too high, betraying her. She

her figure disappeared around the corner, Peyton

beyond our protection. We’ve always prioritized her safety above all else. Though she’s blessed with beauty, her innocence worries us. This is why we seek a respectable husband for her, someone who will cherish

transparent,” he observed under his

turned heads. It was

at his lips, he

the living room couch. Noticing Peyton approaching, she frowned slightly and reached for the remote, turning on

Lɒtєѕτ chɑρτєrs ιn g?l?ovє??.???

a seat beside her, she instinctively shifted away, creating a deliberate space between them on the

are you sitting so far

to it!” Aileen replied, frustration evident in her