Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1867:

crossfire, Nick mumbled an excuse and slipped away. As he backed off, he collided with someone.

Victor turned, his curiosity piqued by the violin case dangling from Nick’s hand. “Another violinist? The ballroom’s crawling with them tonight. Is this some grand plan you all cooked up?”

Nick’s reply was enigmatic. “Call it a silent pact.”

Victor tilted his head, mulling it over. “How many years does it take to play like Elyse?”

Nick didn’t miss a beat. “Her gift is pure magic. No amount of practice could lift an ordinary soul to her heights.”

Victor rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “So, you reckon I’ve got a spark of talent?”

Nick blinked, caught off guard. “Are you pulling my leg?”

Tracy, after a discreet sweep of the ballroom, glided back into the dressing room. The sight of Elyse in her wedding gown sent a wave of joy crashing over her.

to Elyse’s side and whispered, “The ballroom’s alive with anticipation—they’re all waiting for your

odd. I’ve already walked down an aisle once, yet

gaze shifted, and she froze as Hardy came

flashed a roguish grin. “Elyse extended an invitation to her wedding,

Elyse, disbelief etched across her face. “Since when did you two get so

your escape to

a playful wink her way. “Truth be told, we unraveled your

“You sold me

in her storm. “I was trying to save you. The fixation, the venom—it was eating you alive. Couldn’t you

a gentle smile and added, “Since you wouldn’t hear me out, I turned to someone you

warmth. “It was a blessing he came

it was too perfect—you two swooping in just as Lowell and

her eye.

a heavy sigh, Tracy let the last of her resentment slip away. “Well, it is water under the bridge now. I’m glad I didn’t cross a line I couldn’t uncross.” She flicked her wrist to check her watch. “Good heavens, look at the hour! Everyone, to your

gathered the delicate hem of her gown and rose gracefully. Attendants swarmed around her like busy bees, fussing over the flowing train