Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Chapter 181 Last Round Of Competition

Elyse's cheeks warmed at Jayden's words, yet she remained doubtful about the previous night's events. Trying to piece together her memories, she said, "Was it really just a nightmare last night? Bute that man felt so real. I could feel his warmth when he touched me."

Jayden held her close, offering reassurance. "Could it be because I was holding you?"

"Really?" She looked at him, her expression uncertain. Was it all just a dream?

Jayden continued, "You know how secure our house is. It's impossible for a stranger to just

appear here." He gently persuaded her, trying to convince her it was all a dream.

"Today is your big day. Don't let a dream affect your performance," he advised.

Elyse nodded, taking his words to heart. She headed to the competition venue early that morning and noticed Darren and Grace were already there at the entrance.

"Morning. You both got here early," Elyse greeted them, holding her violin case, trying to sound nonchalant.

Grace rubbed her eyes and replied, "I couldn't sleep last night, I was too nervous. So I decided to come here early."

Darren's eyes were also red. He sighed and admitted, "I might be taking this more seriously than you. I couldn't even eat last night."

The three of them exchanged looks and sighed in unison.

concert hall where the selection was to be held,

over the group as they each tuned their violins, avoiding

later, Merlin arrived with the assistant

senior leaders

a solemn gaze, then turned to Abram

is here, let's begin."

expression grave. "Start immediately. Let's

the reverse order of the

making Darren

tingling with hope that he

for Solo Violin, announced Cole,

seamless performance from

enjoyment. The next chapter is just

not expected Darren to remain so composed and deliver a flawless

of any disdain.

gone unnoticed, and it put immense pressure on the

and Grace, both in peak form. They executed their pieces flawlessly, their performances not only error-free but also particularly

Viva la Vida," she announced, choosing a piece known

hall.

was completely

air and the audience was still reflecting on her performance, Vicky stepped onto the stage. Her high heels clicked like those of a noble white swan, and her voice, devoid of emotion, announced, "Please enjoy Sergei Prokofiev's The