Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Chapter 138 A Tad Too Late

Emerging from the second-floor room, Elyse underwent a transformation, slipping into a flowing gown, her makeup meticulously applied and her hair cascading elegantly around her shoulders. Descending the stairs in her sleek black high heels, she effortlessly captured Jayden's attention. His gaze lingered on her graceful form, a hint of jealousy creeping into his voice as he spoke. "What's with the fancy dress?"

Without sparing him a glance, Elyse responded icily, "I have matters to attend to. With that, she brushed past everyone, her demeanor distant and determined, as she exited the house.

Driscoll couldn't help but sigh inwardly at Elyse's evident anger this time.

Meanwhile, Jayden felt an urge to pursue her and seek clarification but found himself halted by Judy's intervention. His gaze bore an imperceptible hint of hostility as he challenged her. "How dare you try to stop me?"

Judy, emboldened by Jayden's previous "concern", remained oblivious to the underlying tension in his voice.

She calmly explained, "Look at her, getting all pretty for her date. It explains her reluctance to dine at home."

Despite Jayden's simmering anger, Judy failed to register his displeasure. Instead, she cheerfully suggested, "I'm famished. Let's have dinner first."

Meeting her gaze with a glare, Jayden inquired, "Hungry?"

"Yes, aren't you?" Judy replied, unfazed. Taking charge, Judy maneuvered behind Jayden's

wheelchair, guiding him towards the dining room as if assuming the role of the household hostess.

with care, selecting food for him before gazing upon him

affection.

gets cold." Judy insisted, her tone laced with concern as Jayden

are you going?" Judy persisted, grasping the armrest of his wheelchair in an

was curt and chilly. "Let go," he commanded, his voice devoid of warmth. Reflecting on

wasn't exclusive to her, he treated everyone with the same detachment. Convinced that Jayden's apparent indifference masked deeper

her away." Jayden's voice sliced through the

as he

soured at the directive. He harbored

a maid. Were

your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 005s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a

long ago. With a firm resolve, Driscoll

instructions without hesitation.

No one is to open the door for her without my permission." "Of course, sir," Driscoll affirmed, before briskly leading Judy away with an authoritative air. Judy made one

and sadness crept into her voice. "What's happening. Mr. Owen? Why are you treating me like this all of a sudden? Did I upset you?" she queried, her tone

silent, his gaze fixed ahead, devoid of any acknowledgment towards her. Taking control

Judy was confronted by Driscoll's chilly demeanor as he locked the door behind her. "Remember you are just a maid here. Take this time to reflect on your actions," he

I'm not a maid! I haven't done anything wrong. Let me out I need to speak with

Judy refused

to be together, especially considering his