Chapter 1352:

Elyse nestled into her chair, fine-tuned her headphones, and plunged into the session. Once the initial pleasantries were exchanged, the floor opened to audience calls. The host adeptly managed several calls, with Elyse weaving through each conversation with aplomb. She even serenaded a fan with a spontaneous melody, much to their delight. As the show neared its finale, the host welcomed the final caller.

“Hello, how would you like me to address you?” the host inquired, his voice warm and welcoming.

“Just Mr. S,” the caller replied tersely.

The host, a flicker of confusion crossing his features, continued. “Very well, Mr. S, what’s on your mind for Elyse?”

A brief hush fell before the caller ventured, “I’m curious, Elyse, do you still harbor feelings for your ex-husband?” Elyse’s smile faltered.

The host, caught off guard, intervened swiftly. “Let’s keep the questions light, shall we? Perhaps something less personal?”

The caller hesitated, then offered, “Fair enough. So, Elyse, had we met first, might you have been interested in me?”

The host’s brows knitted. “We’re veering off course. One more question like this, and we’ll have to move on.”

Elyse, hearing the caller’s voice, felt a wave of vague recognition. It sounded so familiar yet elusive. Clearly, Mr. S had some connection to her. Could it be Theo? But the voice didn’t sound like Theo’s.

With cautious curiosity, Elyse inquired, “Are we acquainted?”

“Yes, we are,” the caller replied, his voice a gentle murmur.

“And are we friends?” she probed.

“Yes,” he affirmed softly.

After a contemplative pause, Elyse asked, “Then why ask if I would have liked you first?”

“Because I’ve found myself quite taken with you,” the man confessed, his tone steady but layered with unspoken emotion. “There’s always someone shielding you, keeping me at bay. It’s a thorn in my side.”

Elyse remained silent, pondering his words. As the host considered cutting the call short, she finally spoke. “It’s difficult to say whether I would have preferred you to Jayden had we met first. Such a scenario is purely hypothetical. My feelings for my ex-husband didn’t develop overnight; they grew steadily, nurtured by time and deepening bonds of love.”

The caller probed, “So, if it had been me instead, you might have shown some interest?”