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

by night, especially

part of the house, her anxiety heightened. For the first

felt unsettling, as if an intruder might appear from

moment.

drawing nearer. It was late, and she wondered

slipped them off, stepped barefoot onto the cool floor, and found

the darkness, she held her

taken aback-it was Peyton. She almost called out to him but stopped herself when she noticed he was carrying

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

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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 basement. As

intently and, recognizing Jayden's voice, straightened up and marched toward the room, anger rising within her. He was secretly drinking wine in the basement,

"Elyse?"

as someone patted her shoulder. Clutching her heart, she spun around in a panic, only to see a strange

her legs gave out,

and winked at Peyton, who had poked his

and offered his hand to Elyse, saying, "Sorry, Elyse. I

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