Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1144

Chapter 1144:

Jayden’s jaw clenched. “What are you talking about?”

Elyse’s laughter was bitter, tinged with disbelief. “Do you seriously expectto buy his ridiculous story? He

claimed the two of you cooked up a schto steal the violin, only to cto blows when your alliance

crumbled. Honestly, do you takefor an imbecile who'd believe such a cockamamie tale?”

Whatever newfound respect Jayden had developed for Edward evaporated like mist in the morning sun.

Seeing Jayden’s silence, Elyse pressed harder. “The whole stealing thing was a charade, right? That was real.

What were you really fighting over? How long did it go on? Cspill it!” Her eyes bore into him, demanding the

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truth.

Jayden stood before her, his confidence unraveling under her unyielding stare.

The Elyse he once knew had been meek and pliable, trembling at his every word. But now, she wielded her

newfound strength with startling force, turning the tables and reducing him to a cornered animal.

Stubbornly, he crossed his arms. “You think | owe you an explanation? I'm not telling you anything.”

Elyse’s lips curled into a mocking smile, her initial irritation giving way to amusement. “Oh, playing the tough

guy now, are we? Fine, keep your secrets. But don’t you dare interfere when Edward and | go on that date.”

Jayden’s bravado crumbled.

He opened his mouth to protest, but Elyse had already turned on her heel, walking away with a determined

stride, her back straight as steel.

When they returned to the ward, they found Anthony already back, holding a paper bag filled to the brim with

freshly baked bread.

“Breakfast is served,” Anthony declared, distributing the bread among them.

Elyse accepted a serving and began to eat quietly.

Ten minutes later, George stirred from his sleep.

His eyes opened slowly, a weariness clinging to him as he surveyed the room. When his gaze finally settled on

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Elyse, he spoke with a strange, far-off look in his eyes. “I must've been dreaming. | dreamed of Rickey. He was

apologizing to me. Said he’s too far away to visitin my dreams, but he made it through this time—because of

you.”

Elyse gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. “Really? My dad cto see you?”

George nodded, a soft smile on his face. He struggled to sit up, leaning on his arms. “When | couldn't reach him

by phone, | had a feeling something had happened. | waited—for him to cback for his violin, or for him to

visitin a dream, to givean explanation.”

A peaceful smile spread across George's face, a burden seemingly lifted from his shoulders. “Now | understand. |

finally know why he didn’t come.”

Anthony muttered under his breath, “What's all this talk about explaining things through dreams? Sounds pretty

creepy. Dad, you should just sleep a little longer.”