Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Chapter 29 Elyse's Outburst

Elyse dashed towards the car with a mix of relief and curiosity, swiftly opening the door and sliding inside. "Why are you here?" she questioned.

"All the staff heard about the buzz surrounding you. I came to check on you. So, it's true that you've been booted from the orchestra," Jayden remarked, his gaze assessing her with a hint of judgment.

Elyse felt a flush of embarrassment and fumbled with her words. "The online news spread like wildfire, and everyone in the orchestra found out. They had no choice but to let me go..." Noticing Jayden's scrutinizing stare, she trailed off, feeling like a scolded child.

"Let's head home now. Start the car," Jayden instructed.

Turning to Elyse, he continued, "This whole debacle seems targeted at you. Your name's

plastered everywhere while Theo's hidden under an alias. Think about it, who could be behind this?"

After a moment of reflection, she hesitantly suggested, "Maybe Kaelyn Bennett. But I'm done with Theo. I don't see why she'd come after me."

As she pondered, her phone rang once more, displaying an unknown number. With confusion, she

answered, "Hello, who's calling?"

"You actually picked up. You're Elyse Lloyd, right? You're a disgraceful,

bitch..." the voice on

swiftly, Jayden

someone curse at me like that? I don't even recognize the

leaving her bewildered by the incessant buzzing of her phone. "Who's calling me

her phone and

just getting cursed

phone, he soon uncovered

Everyone's got your number. Those callers?

in stunned silence, Elyse struggled to comprehend who bore such a vehement grudge

home, the butler voiced his indignation, "Fret not. We've got your back online.

at Elyse's despondent demeanor, Jayden inquired, "So, feeling overwhelmed by the online

who could harbor such

Don't

butler Driscoll and the loyal maids, a lump formed in

declared, "I'll record a video, explaining what happened at the wedding

as he interjected, "Will that really help? The online mob is relentless. Our fingers are sore from all the typing and

wasn't entirely sure. "I'm not sure, but I'll give it a shot. I can't just sit back

can I? Besides, everyone here has my back. How

now?".