Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1543:

As Fiona was seated, her eyes slowly rose to meet Elyse’s gaze.

Fiona’s eyes widened with disbelief, surprise flickering across her face — she clearly hadn’t anticipated a visit from Elyse.

Elyse, trying to keep things light, offered a small smile. “It’s been a while. You’re looking better than I imagined.”

Fiona sneered, her tone bitter, “Came to rub salt in the wound, did you? I knew you’d show up, pretending to be all righteous. You might fool others, but I can see right through you.”

Elyse’s smile faltered but didn’t disappear. “Still stuck on the same old issues, even behind bars? You’re focused on all the wrong things.”

Fiona’s eyes sparked with fury. “Why should I change? You’re the reason I’m here! You should be the one rotting in this prison, not me!”

Elyse sighed and shook her head. “You really think I’m the one who should be behind bars? I didn’t ruin an innocent person’s chance or cause an accident. That was all you.”

“You pushed me to do it!” Fiona’s voice shot back, louder and more desperate.

“Nobody twisted your arm, Fiona!” Elyse snapped, her tone sharp as a blade. “You chose this path. You’re the one with ulterior motives—trying to skip the hard work and get ahead in the competition. Blaming me? That’s just your convenient little scapegoat, isn’t it? And let’s not forget Jayden!”

After drawing in a steadying breath, Elyse continued, her gaze unwavering. “Tell me, Fiona, did you really care for Jayden? Or was it the allure of his bank account that made you dream of playing the rich man’s wife?”

Fiona’s expression turned stormy. “Don’t insult me! That was never my intention. He saved me, and I simply wanted to repay his kindness.”

“Repay him?” Elyse scoffed, her words slicing through the air like a whip. “You’re just hiding behind that excuse, plain and simple. Let’s face it—if Jayden were unattached, sure, some might have rooted for you. But he was married, and I was his wife. That was what got under your skin, wasn’t it?”noveldrama

Fiona’s lips pressed into a thin line, her voice trembling with frustration. “Don’t paint me as someone I’m not. I would never stoop so low. Stop jumping to wild conclusions!”

“Wild conclusions?” Elyse arched an eyebrow, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “Isn’t it glaringly obvious? This has nothing to do with me and everything to do with the fact that Jayden said no to you—and chose me instead.”

Fiona’s retort was as bitter as bile. “If you hadn’t come along first, he would never have chosen you.”

Elyse smirked, her confidence as unshakable as a mountain. “Oh, even if you had been the first, Jayden still wouldn’t have given you the time of day.”

She recalled how guarded and mistrustful Jayden had been in the past, his demeanor as cold as a winter frost.

In those days, Jayden’s heart had been a fortress, sealed off from sentimentality. He likely wouldn’t have spared Fiona a second glance, let alone extended a hand to help her in her time of need.

Fiona never truly grasped the enigma that was Jayden.

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