Chapter 151 Jayden's Handiwork

Elyse reacted with surprise, "So, you're saying you don't have any feelings for her?"

Jayden replied, "Let me repeat myself. I wasn't exactly nice to her, either."

Skeptical, Elyse challenged, "So why did you let her take my place at dinner? And you just sat there when she picked on me?"

Jayden responded, feeling stuck, "Why didn't you stand up for yourself?"

Taken aback, Elyse questioned, "What are you saying?"

With a composed demeanor, Jayden elucidated, "In public, I anticipate you carry yourself as a refined lady. However, at home, there's no need to maintain that facade. If someone encroaches on your belongings or space, feel free to reclaim what is rightfully yours."

"So, you think it's my fault for not standing my ground? You're giving her a free pass to take my things. And if I reclaim them, you're going to fault me for being narrow-minded, right?" Elyse inquired, seeking clarity

Jayden scoffed, "Do you really see me as that kind of person?"

"Who can say?" Elyse replied, unsure. She felt unjustly treated and began to doubt the solidity of their relationship.

In her heart, she knew their bond was delicate, likely to crumble under pressure. It wouldn't take much for them to fall apart.

Yet, she kept these thoughts from Jayden, sensing a wall that had risen between them.

Right then, Driscoll and the staff approached, grinning widely, carrying bouquets. "Mrs. Owen,

flowers come courtesy of Mr. Owen. Aren't they

holding the vibrant pink

do you take me for? Didn't I get you pink roses

voice quivered. "Did you really plan this surprise for me?" "Who

Driscoll pondered. Jayden might not have the

changing, making

a camera in hand, Driscoll suggested, "Today is unforgettable. Why not

photo?"

suggestion took Elyse by surprise, prompting her

servants nudged the pair closer. Side by side, they grappled with a mix

feelings.

hand, Driscoll took command. "Let's see those

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Elyse

he said. Glancing at the camera, Driscoll couldn't help

Jayden's solemn face. "Come on, Mr. Owen, a

was usually quick to smile but now, his face

a whisper,

composure but equally not wanting to let them down, cleared his

sight of Jayden's grin, Driscoll snapped the

refined grace. Jayden, seated beside her, smiled sincerely, his joy

looked over the photograph, immensely pleased, convinced the

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