Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Chapter 66

Drugging

Jayden's face contorted into a sneer. "He would say that, wouldn't he? How else could he sway you, you gullible girl?"

Elyse shot back, visibly upset, "I am not gullible."

"Then why not?" Jayden retorted, giving her a skeptical look. "Are the Fosters really that

influential? Does my family actually need to depend on them? The Foster family is in decline. They need my family more than mine need them."

He gently pinched her cheek, saying, "I won't divorce you. You're decent enough, and I think you are great."

Elyse's face flushed under his scrutiny.

Jayden saw her cheeks redden and mused over her simplicity, how a few words could make her blush. "Go on, entertain yourself. I need to return to studying."

Earlier, he had come out of the study to console her after spotting her sitting in the garden, looking distressed. Now, he had to go back.

On his way, thoughts of Theo stirred a tightness in his jaw. He had previously disregarded Theo. Now, he realized Theo harbored ill intentions and even attempted to stir discord between him and Elyse. It seemed necessary to keep him occupied.

the news that she was reinstated into the orchestra. The next morning,

tension in the air. This atmosphere influenced her as well. After slipping into her training attire, she took out her violin and

Elyse. You were nearly ousted, yet here you are, able to compete in the selection. Your luck astounds me," Rebekah approached with her violin, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "But < having been at home for so long, can

at home?" Elyse

home compares to our daily sessions here?

you fail, Rebekah? After all your daily

at my peak today. I'm certain I'll pass the selection. But

The next chapter is just

"I'm also in good shape. Don't worry.

Elyse's confidence, Rebekah felt a surge of resentment. She was acutely aware of Elyse's talent, which was why she viewed her as a threat from the moment she joined the

a tumbler in Elyse's bag, a crafty

waiting for the selection process to begin, positioned among her friends in the middle

fingers nimble, she continuously moved

finally their turn, and the tension among the candidates

a glass of water, asking,

last year's incident where a peer missed their selection due to tampered

had since become vigilant. She only consumed

declined, standing to retrieve her tumblr from her

to soothe her throat. From a distance,

satisfaction.