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.

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

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

luck astounds me," Rebekah approached with her violin, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "But <

at home?"

scoffed, "You think practicing at home compares to our daily sessions here? Imagine the embarrassment

back, "And what if you fail, Rebekah? After all your daily practice, that would be

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

your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 000005s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just

wanting to end the conversation, responded confidently, "I'm also in good

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

head, Rebekah noticed a tumbler in Elyse's bag, a crafty gleam flickering in

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

nimble, she continuously moved

an hour, it was finally their turn, and the tension among the

water, asking, "Would you like some water,

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

since become vigilant. She only

I have my own," she declined, standing to retrieve her tumblr from her bag.

throat. From a distance, Rebekah watched

satisfaction.