Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Chapter 234 Bee The Concertmaster

That evening, Elyse decided to hit the hay early. To ensure she wouldn't be late, she left at the crack of dawn the next morning for the concert hall to slip into her performance attire.

One by one, the orchestra members began to arrive. Spotting Darren, Elyse made her way over to

say hello, only to find him staring intently at something, his brow creased with concern.

"What's caught your eye?" Elyse inquired, her curiosity piqued.

Darren glanced at her and nodded towards Vicky. "Doesn't she seem a bit off to you?" Elyse followed his gaze to where Vicky was standing with a group of orchestra members, engrossed in their chat.

After observing for a moment, she shrugged and said, "She seems fine to me."

Nevertheless, Darren wasn't convinced. He walked up to Vicky, his steps brisk and purposeful. Grabbing her wrist, he demanded, "Vicky, cut the act!"

"Are you out of your mind? Let go!" Vicky retorted, her voice rising in anger as she yanked her hand away. Her sharp, nasal tone echoed through the room, drawing everyone's attention.

Darren sneered, "You're unwell and you hid it from us. What if you collapse during the performance and bring shame to our Celestial Sounds Symphony in front of

everyone?" Dov8 M

back, her voice raspy, "I'm not sick!

turned to a gir! standing nearby and instructed, "Ask the manager to e and have her check on Vicky's

girl nodded and hurried off to find

panic, Vicky tried to stop her, but dizziness overwhelmed her. She swayed, fighting the

caught Vicky in her arms,

the heat radiating from Vicky, Elyse asked with concern, "Are you running a fever? Have you

and snapped, "I told

Darren, her face a mix

remained silent,

her fists clenched, Vicky couldn't

unwilling to cooperate. The manager, her patience wearing thin, fixed Vicky with a stern look. "Vicky, this is not the time for stubbornness. We can't risk any mishaps during our first tour stop. It would damage our orchestra's reputation. Are you ready to

really can't afford to slip up now. If you're sick, it's

hard for this. Please, don't spoil our

the responsibility for everyone? And remember,

bit her lip, hesitating only a moment before relenting. "Fine, give me the thermometer." The manager handed it over, and Vicky tucked it

frustration, "You have a high fever! Why are you so set on performing? Don't you

tightly together, Vicky

the staff, the manager decided to

her, Elyse took a step

manager responded in a steady tone, "I need to inform the concert