Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Chapter 113 Imprisoned

Elyse couldn't tell how long she had been unconscious. When she regained consciousness, she found herself confined in a dark room, likely a basement given the absence of any natural light. Trying to suppress her rising panic and sense of helplessnes Free moved her limbs to alleviate the stiffness. Thankfully, she hadn't been restrained.

She kicked around, hoping to make contact with something useful, but to no avail-she was alone. Her mind raced as she pondered Joanna's reasons for kidnapping her.

All she hoped for now was that Joanna would at least provide some food and water. Her throat was parched.

In the pitch black, Elyse lost all track of time. She eventually drifted off to sleep but was abruptly awakened by approaching footsteps.

Joanna entered, carrying a glass of sugar water. Upon seeing her looking listless on the floor, she snorted disdainfully and kicked her.

"Still alive?" Joanna asked coldly.

Struggling, Elyse managed to open her eyes and met Joanna's mocking gaze. "As you can tell, I'm

still alive," she responded, her voice hoarse as she licked her dry lips.

Joanna scrutinized Elyse's weakened face and sneered, "A mere 24 hours without food and

you've become this feeble. Gee!"

I be preparing a coffin for you

later?"

dress for the charity banquet, had barely

had no desire to engage in verbal sparring

concern.

her lips. Revitalized by the liquid, Elyse drank it

single drop.

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stiffened but

had to return to the Fosters. Now, you'll experience their cruel methods firsthand." Elyse shot her a frosty glare. "Your family members are depraved. How is their behavior my concern? Two women for one man? It's laughable that your family condones such things." Joanna laughed heartily at this, her laughter turning to

seething with anger. Born Into the Foster family, she loathed her destiny and, in a fit of fury.. repeatedly slapped

of satisfaction, believing she had released her pent-up anger. "Whenever the Foster family patriarch gets angry, he whips others. I never understood why until now. It turns out

the pain burning across her cheeks, C responded bitterly, "Joanna Foster, I'll

one will know, even if I kill you," Joanna retorted

her clothes, and

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sit on his lap?"

his wife? Tell me, how did you manage? I'll learn from you and