Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1573:

“Make sure she’s someone Corrie sees as a genuine threat,” Jayden advised, his tone firm.

Brook nodded, grabbed his laptop, and strode out the door.

Once Brook left, Jayden returned to the living room, only to find Elyse watching him, her gaze sharp as a blade.

The ease in Jayden’s demeanor vanished instantly. Sitting beside her, he asked carefully, “What’s wrong? Did I say something to upset you?”

Elyse’s eyes narrowed, her voice dripping with irony. “You know Corrie so well. Funny how I never noticed that before.”

Jayden’s heart sank. “That’s not what I meant.”

Elyse cut him off. “You understand her so thoroughly, but somehow, you couldn’t understand me? Or was it just that you didn’t want to?”

“It’s not like that, darling. Let me explain.”

Elyse shot him a cold look before rising and retreating upstairs without another word.

Jayden looked to Driscoll, who was sitting nearby.

Driscoll cleared his throat. “Don’t just sit there. Go fix this before it gets worse.”

Jayden quickly followed Elyse upstairs. But he was a step too late. The bedroom door slammed shut, the sound echoing like a gavel sealing his fate. He tried the handle, but it was locked.

He sighed, frustration swirling around him like a storm cloud. Recalling Peyton’s advice—”Never let your wife stew in anger; resolve it right away”—Jayden racked his brain for a plan.

Moments later, he headed to the yard.

Meanwhile, Elyse was in the bathroom, the sound of running water masking her simmering anger. Suddenly, faint noises broke through the stillness of the room. She paused, turning off the water. Wrapped in her towel, she stepped out cautiously.

Scanning the room, she saw nothing amiss, but when her gaze landed on the open window, unease prickled her skin. She distinctly remembered leaving it shut.

Approaching it warily, she muttered, “Must’ve been the wind.” The moment she closed the window, a pair of hands seized her, pulling her back toward the bathroom.

Elyse gasped, her voice caught in her throat. A hand clamped gently over her mouth before she could scream. In the next instant, her towel slipped, and she felt a sharp tug as Jayden lifted one of her legs.

“Ouch!” she cried, her voice trembling with both irritation and recognition. “Jayden, must you be so rough?”

Jayden chuckled, his tone teasing. “I wanted to be gentle, but you’re just too irresistible. How could I hold back?”noveldrama

Elyse’s eyes blazed with indignation. “No! It hurts. Stop!”

“Just this once, sweetheart,” he murmured, his grip firm yet tender. “Trust me. I’ll make it worth your while.”

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