Chapter 663:
Gavin sighed. “No, but he has to stay in the hospital for a few days.” He gently nudged Elyse. “Stop asking questions. Hurry. Go! You need to take this step bravely to know if your decision is right.”
Elyse glanced back hesitantly, then clenched her jaw and continued forward. Gavin watched her go, shaking his head. “You both are too immature,” he muttered.
After some distance, Elyse broke into a trot, wiping tears from her cheeks. She hurried to the hospital’s back door, catching her breath at the entrance. A black car was parked nearby. A man approached. “I’m Mr. Benson’s assistant, Glenn Carter. I’m here to take you away,” he said respectfully.
Elyse nodded, but hesitated as she lifted her leg to enter the car. Glenn urged, “We must leave before Jayden Owen discovers us. If we’re late, he won’t let you go.” Reluctance and lingering affection filled Elyse’s eyes, but she conceded Gavin was right; parting ways was necessary. She trusted that if Jayden’s love was genuine, he would wait. Otherwise…
With a wistful smile, Elyse shook her head and settled into the car. “Drive,” she commanded firmly.
Meanwhile, at Bayzee Group, Jayden sat idly twirling a pen, regarding an unexpected visitor—Pearce. Pearce retrieved a file and slammed it on Jayden’s desk. He smiled, but his eyes betrayed no amusement.
Jayden glanced at the file. “What’s this?” he inquired nonchalantly.
Pearce smirked. “You’ll understand once you read it.”
Jayden picked up the document. The title read “Divorce Agreement.” Pearce pointed to it. “There are two copies. Elyse has requested not to keep one. Both are signed by her. Kindly add your signature.”
Jayden erupted in fury, his expression menacing. Through gritted teeth, he snarled, “Don’t get too comfortable. Do you think I can’t do anything to you?”
Pearce shrugged. “I don’t care what you do. It just proves you have the capability to challenge the Benson family. But please sign the agreement first. I must take her away.”
Jayden’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he struggled to contain his rage. His icy eyes, however, conveyed his fury. “She’s my wife. Where do you plan to take her?”
Pearce’s lips curled. “I despise it when you act like this. You treat Elyse as your possession, manipulating her. Don’t you realize how terrible you are?”
Jayden sneered. “When have I ever manipulated her?”
The veins on Pearce’s neck bulged. “You confined her at home, preventing her from going out. You stopped her from participating in the violin competition. That was manipulation.”
Jayden countered, “I acted for her benefit. She was too fragile, and numerous potential dangers surrounded her. Why can’t you understand how much I care about her?”
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