Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Chapter 161 Where Is Your Wheelchair

After heading to the study, Jayden didn't come back to the bedroom.

Unable to sleep, Elyse fidgeted in bed before finally rising and making her way to the living room sofa to wait for him.

Sleep eventually claimed her, but a sudden tilt of her head jolted her awake. Groggy, she grabbed her phone to check the time and saw it was already past 2 A.M.

She glanced toward the study, still illuminated, and pondered the length of time Jayden had been secluded there.

With a mix of confusion and concern, she got up, knocked on the study door, and got no reply. Thinking Jayden might have dozed off inside, she opened the door, only to find the room empty. "Could he have gone back to our bedroom while I was asleep?" she whispered to herself.

She bypassed the wheelchair next to the desk and climbed the stairs back to the bedroom, only to find it empty as well.

"How odd. Where could he be?" Elyse mused, remembering the day's earlier tensions and

speculating that Jayden might be sulking somewhere around the house.

She wrapped herself in her shawl and started searching the vast, cold villa. The silent, sprawling

imposing by night, especially with the servants confined to

a seldom-visited part of the house, her anxiety heightened. For the first

intruder might appear from a shadowy

moment.

It was late, and she wondered who else would be wandering through the < house at this

at her fluffy slippers, she quickly slipped them off, stepped barefoot onto the cool floor, and found a place

she held

to him but stopped herself when she noticed he was carrying a

gut feeling that Jayden might be down there. Although she had never explored this part of the house before, she knew about the basement. Driscoll had mentioned it

for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click

interest in visiting.

the basement, Elyse was struck by its well-appointed decor and the eerie silence, amplified by the carpet that muffled all footsteps. She put her slippers back on and began to wander through the

voice, straightened up and marched toward the room, anger rising within her. He was secretly drinking wine

"Elyse?"

heart, she spun around in a panic, only to see a strange man smiling

her legs gave

distress, glanced up and winked at Peyton, who had poked his head out

commotion. Clive then bent over and offered his