Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Chapter 87 He Had No Shortage Of Suitors

Tracy returned to her parents' home.

Meanwhile, the trip had left Elyse feeling weary. Upon their arrival, Driscoll and the house staff welcomed her and Jayden with open arms. "Welcome back! How was your journey?" Jayden responded with a nod. "That was impressive. I've seen a new aspect of someone." After a moment, Elyse realized Jayden meant her. She awkwardly touched her nose and chose to remain quiet. She speculated that perhaps Jayden was also quite rebellious in his youth! Driscoll, clueless about the specifics, noted only that Jayden and Elyse appeared closer than before the trip. His heart warmed at the thought, and he began to anticipate the possibility of them having a baby soon.

Something then came to his mind. "We received a package an hour ago from your friend, Taylor Norris. Inside was a stylish silver motorcycle, intended as a special gift for Elyse. You'll find it in the garden."

Confusion marked his face. He was unaware of Elyse's affinity for motorcycles.

Upon hearing about her gift, Elyse's excitement surged. She burst out, "The motorcycle! My motorcycle! Taylor is such a great guy!

Yet, as she moved to dash toward the garden, Jayden swiftly pulled her back. In a displeased

tone, he declared, "The motorcycle has been confiscated and placed in my collection room. You

are not allowed to ride it without my permission."

He then pinched her cheek and warned, "Don't try to outsmart me. If you have the servants watch me while you sneak out to ride, I'll fire them."

pouted and held his hand, speaking with a hint of sorrow. "But that was my gift from Taylor.

don't have the right to negotiate on this. If you behave, there won't be

consequences."

words, he maneuvered his wheelchair into the study. Before shutting the door, he instructed Driscoll, "Make some coffee for me and fill me in on what happened while I was away." Driscoll nodded with respect and watched as Jayden closed the door. He then turned

deep affection for it, the motorcycle of her dreams. She offered a bitter smile and said, "Don't worry. I won't upset him. But before it goes into the darkness, could

deny such a simple request. "Of course, go ahead and take your pictures. Afterwards, I'll have it moved to Mr. Owen's collection

heart, Elyse walked

with the motorcycle, a maid approached apologetically. "Sorry, I need to move it to

motorcycle gently and gave her assent. "Go

the maid wheeled the motorcycle away, she paused at

concern. "You're not planning anything, are

want to watch it go," Elyse murmured, her

the maid

treasures awaited her gaze.

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