Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 889

Chapter 889:

Edward roared in anger, “You sly, despicable man. Who the hell are you to judge me? You've chased after other

women for your gain, never caring about Elyse at all.”

Jayden shot back, “What about you? As the governor's son, can you claim to love deeply? Are you willing to show

Elyse your darkest, most disgraceful side?”

Edward froze, stumped by Jayden’s question, standing still for the first time.

Jayden wasn’t surprised by Edward's reaction. In Jayden’s eyes, Edward was too young and inexperienced to

understand what love truly was.

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But he understood why Edward was drawn to Elyse—she was a woman worth loving.

Jayden smiled and said, “Sorry, Edward, but I'm a better match for Elyse.”

Edward had been sent away by Jayden, and Jayden returned to the living room, hoping to relax with Elyse and

enjoy a rare moment of peace. To his dismay, she had already retreated to her room.

He approached the door and asked pitifully, “Why did you leave so soon? Can't we stay in the living room a bit

longer?”

Elyse’s voice cthrough, laced with irritation, “I want to sleep. | just finished a competition, and I'm

exhausted. Can't | get srest?”

Jayden stopped his knocking, a resigned sigh escaping him. “Alright, if you need anything, just call. I'll be

working downstairs.”

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Elyse nestled into her bed, finally allowing herself to drift into a peaceful slumber, free from interruptions.

She had no idea how long she had been asleep when her phone rang. Groggy and disoriented, she squinted at

the screen, noting the unfamiliar number. With a reluctant groan, she answered, “Who's callingat this hour?”

“Con, it’s already noon, and you're still in bed? You are so lazy and grumpy,” cthe response.

The voice was oddly familiar to Elyse. Blinking sleepily, she asked, “Is this Brook? How did you get my number?”

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“Finding your number was a piece of cake,” Brook replied with a chuckle.

Elyse’s brow furrowed in confusion. “So, what's this about? We're not exactly on close terms, are we?”

Brook's tone softened. “True, we aren't that close. | probably shouldn't have called. But | wanted to congratulate

you. | watched your entire competition—it hadon the edge of my seat. Congratulations on winning first

place.”

Still struggling to shake off sleep, Elyse scratched her nose in bewilderment. Brook had always been difficult to

deal with. What could possibly have made him call?

After a brief silence, she asked, her voice tinged with doubt, “Why the sudden change in attitude? Did you get

promoted at the Owen Group? Have you becthe second-in-command?”

Brook replied, “Not a chance. I'm still running the sshow. How could | possibly climb up the ranks?”