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Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1641
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Chapter 1641: An eerie silence blanketed the scene. No one had anticipated Esteban's sudden kneeling, let alone him doing so in front of the crowd, as if pleading for forgiveness from their adversaries.

Elyse was stunned, unable to tear her gaze from him.

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To her astonishment, Manfek's fighter jets began to slowly turn and withdraw.

Elyse's breath caught in her throat. "They're actually leaving! Did Esteban's kneeling actually work?" A ripple of disbelief passed through the crowd, quickly transforming into joyous cheers. The immediate threat had dissipated. Now, they just had to hold on a little longer, waiting for the help they so desperately needed. As Elyse looked around at the faces filled with tears of joy and relief, a heavy sense of comfort settled over her. "Is this a dream?" she whispered. "Is it really over?" "Ronan!" Luna's voice broke through the moment, filled with relief of her own.

Elyse turned just in tto see Luna running toward Ronan.

Ronan, though bruised and battered, was on his feet, moving again.

Find your favorite stories at g V In σ v s., conn Elyse's attention was pulled to a sobbing sound. She turned once more and saw the orchestra members, overcwith the realization that they were alive, clinging to one another as tears flowed freely. A bittersweet smile tugged at Elyse's lips as she took in the sight, her own tears threatening to fall.

She reached up to brush them away, only to notice the dust and scrapes that marred her hands.

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Drawing a deep breath, Elyse picked up the microphone. "Hello, everyone," she began, her voice steady yet touched with emotion. “Letreintroduce myself. I'm Elyse Lloyd. I'm Rickey Benson's daughter, a violinist, and like him, I've taken up the violin." Fighting the lump in her throat, she continued, "After everything we've been through, I know how drained everyone must be. It's okay. I'll play something soft, something gentle to ease your weary hearts. Even after all this suffering, I hope you can find the strength to face the pain." As the music floated, new musicians added their sounds to the harmony.

The soothing tunes brought comfort to those devastated by the tragedy. Lying on the floor, Rebecca gazed vacantly at the sky, her face devoid of emotion.

"You're quite the performer,” she said dryly. “A simple kneel and Manfek's fighters scatter? Seems almost miraculous." Her smile grew slowly. "Esteban, if I masterminded this game, then you truly stole the spotlight. You outshoneentirely."

Esteban's face clouded over. "You call causing the death of so many innocents @game? You've tarnished our family nfor everyone to see!"

Without a hint of regret, Rebecca retorted, "And you think you're any better? Climbing higher by pushingdown? We're the same, Esteban. You're no hero."

Esteban sneered. "Comparingto ly different. Pin not you? We're entirely I the monster Here."