Chapter 329:

Elyse looked at Jayden shyly. Under his meaningful gaze, her cheeks flushed bright pink. Jayden chuckled softly, touching her head. "If you want it badly, you can get it yourself," he said.

Elyse's face reddened like a ripe apple. She clenched her teeth. "You're going too far," she said.

Leaning against the wall for support, Elyse tried to stand, but Jayden's firm grip pushed her back. Pressure mounted in her core, eliciting involuntary shudders of pleasure and a rush of fluid.

Consumed by desire, Jayden held her close, continuing his relentless advance. Each thrust left her reeling, teetering on the edge of ecstasy. Tears welled in her eyes as she pleaded, "Stop! I can't take it anymore. Let me go."

A glint of fury flashed in Jayden's eyes. Clutching Elyse tighter, he issued a chilling ultimatum: "You still haven't learned. Disappear on me again, and I'll ensure you never leave my sight."

With one free hand, he silenced her protests by pressing his fingers into her vagina. Helpless, Elyse could only whimper.

An hour later, wrapped in a towel, Elyse found solace in Jayden's embrace as they emerged from the bathroom. Jayden tended to her, recognizing her weakened state. Elyse thirsted for water, but her fingers trembled. "Water," she murmured, her voice a faint whisper.

Jayden, wiping droplets from her skin, noticed her discomfort. Handing her a glass, he chided gently, "Easy there, no need to scream. We're making love, not brawling."

As she took a sip, Elyse recoiled, fury flashing in her eyes. "This is because you were too rough. You… you came inside me. What if I'm pregnant?"

The reality of his actions hit her hard. She felt his release deep within her, flooding her womb. In the past, Jayden's desires had been spontaneous, but today felt different—more intense.

After drinking, Elyse handed him the glass and wrapped herself tightly in a blanket. "What if I'm pregnant?" she asked, her voice tinged with anxiety.

Jayden's silence unsettled her. "Why won't you speak?" she pressed.

His expression darkened as he gazed at her belly, finally placing his hand upon it. "It's not the right time for a child. If you're pregnant, abortion might be the best option," he declared, his words chilling her to the core.

Shocked, Elyse had hoped for his joy at the prospect of fatherhood, but instead, he suggested termination. A coldness seeped into her bones; she longed for warmth and reassurance.

Observing her trembling form, Jayden quickly checked her temperature, dressed her, and summoned Peyton, urgency in his actions.

As they awaited the nurse with medication, Peyton slapped Jayden on the shoulder. His voice crackled with anger. "Is this how you care for your wife? I entrusted her to you, and yet her fever's returned."

Jayden remained stoic, silently enduring Peyton's complaints.

As Peyton neared the ward's exit, a mischievous thought crossed his mind. "Did you use protection? Am I on track to become an uncle?"

Jayden shot up, his threat clear. "Do you want me to teach you a lesson right now?"

Relaxing back into his wheelchair, Jayden approached the slumbering Elyse, her brow furrowed with fever. His gaze drifted to her abdomen. Gently prodding her belly, he pondered aloud, "Is there really going to be a baby?"

If she was pregnant, what would his next move be? His two car accidents lingered in his thoughts, his investigation ongoing. Only when the mastermind surfaced fully would Jayden lower his guard and shed his disguise.