Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband
Posted on February 22, 2025 ยท 1 mins read
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Chapter 199:

The driver said, โ€œHe left this morning and hasn't returned.โ€ Elyse refrained from further questions. She opened Jaydenโ€™s chat on her phone and sent a message: โ€œWill you be home for dinner tonight?โ€ She received no reply. She put down her phone, leaned back against the seat, and sighed wearily.

Upon arriving home, Driscoll approached her respectfully. โ€œMr. Owen wonโ€™t be home for dinner tonight. He asked you not to wait for him.โ€ Elyse nodded silently, went into the dining room, and ate alone.

โ€œWhatโ€™s been keeping Jayden so busy lately?โ€ she blurted out. โ€œHeโ€™s not even coming home for dinner anymore.โ€ Driscoll found himself in a difficult position, unable to reveal Jaydenโ€™s activities, especially since Elyse was unaware of his feigned disability.

Observing Driscollโ€™s discomfort, Elyse decided not to press further. After dinner, she returned to her room. Jayden still hadnโ€™t responded to her message. She sighed and gazed out the window in frustration.

Just then, her phone rang. It was Tracy. Trying to remain calm, Elyse answered. โ€œIโ€™ve joined a crew to film a show tomorrow,โ€ Tracy said hopefully. โ€œIโ€™m quite nervous. Could you join me on set?โ€

Considering the upcoming weekend, Elyse replied, โ€œOkay, Iโ€™ll be there to support you.โ€

Tracy asked cautiously, โ€œYour husband wonโ€™t mind if I take you away, will he?โ€

Elyse paused, momentarily surprised, then remembered Jaydenโ€™s absence. With a reassuring smile, she said, โ€œDonโ€™t worry. He wonโ€™t mind. Just send me the location, and Iโ€™ll see you tomorrow.โ€ After ending the call, Elyse messaged Jayden that she would be joining Tracy on the film set. Jayden replied quickly: โ€œGo ahead.โ€

His brief reply was disappointing. She yearned for more. Feeling empty and uneasy, she went to bed, her mind racing. She eventually fell asleep, unaware of Jayden's return.

Waking early the next morning, Elyse found Jayden asleep beside her. She watched him for a while, then gently touched him, feeling his warmth.

Her touch woke Jayden. He recognized her and relaxed. โ€œWhy are you up so early?โ€ he asked.

โ€œI promised Tracy Iโ€™d be with her on set today. Sheโ€™s already applying makeup,โ€ Elyse explained.

Jayden, still holding her hand, replied sleepily, โ€œYou can go later.โ€

โ€œNo, sheโ€™s anxious. I need to be there soon,โ€ Elyse said, pulling her hand away and getting out of bed. As she dressed, Jayden watched her. โ€œWhen will you be back? I can pick you up,โ€ he asked.

Elyse hesitated, then asked, โ€œWould that really be convenient for you? Havenโ€™t you been preoccupied lately?โ€

Jayden propped himself up on one hand, waiting for her to elaborate, but she remained silent. He had expected her to ask about his recent activities, but she didnโ€™t. He frowned. โ€œThereโ€™s an issue with Cliveโ€™s project I need to address,โ€ he explained. โ€œItโ€™s almost finished, so Iโ€™ll be less busy soon.โ€

It was a lie, a convenient excuse. Cliveโ€™s project had problems, but they didnโ€™t require Jaydenโ€™s involvement. He was deeply involved with the Bayzee Groupโ€™s investments. Only a select few knew that Jayden was the mastermind behind the Bayzee Group. He kept his role a secret, even from Elyse.

She accepted his explanation, regardless of its truth.

Concerned, she turned to him. โ€œIs everything alright with Clive? Can he handle the problem himself?โ€

โ€œItโ€™s challenging for him alone, but I can manage it easily,โ€ Jayden replied intensely. Elyse felt intimidated by the intensity in his eyes. She quickly looked away and continued dressing.

โ€œHave I made you feel neglected lately?โ€ Jayden asked, seemingly reading her thoughts.

Elyse firmly denied feeling neglected. โ€œNo. We both have our responsibilities.โ€

โ€œWhy then did you go to bed so early last night?โ€ Jayden asked, a smirk playing on his lips. โ€œI thought youโ€™d be home waiting,โ€ he teased.

Elyse blushed, overwhelmed by the dayโ€™s events which had led to her falling asleep at eight oโ€™clock. Trying to sound casual, she explained, โ€œI was simply too tired from practicing the violin.โ€

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