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Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 470
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Fiona countered, “You barely know me, and yet you're callinga hypocrite?”

Irving crossed his arms, his eyes sparking with annoyance. “Really, Fiona? Do you think you're all that

benevolent?”

Setting her violin aside, Fiona fixed Irving with a hostile glare. “What have | ever done to you? | bring coffee and

snacks to the stuevery day. You happily eat what | bring, yet you throw insults my way. Isn't that a bit much?”

“Oh, please,” Irving scoffed, miming a gag. “I might as well regurgitate it all.” He added with a sneer, “If you

were a simple and genuine person, your violin performances wouldn't be all over the place.”

Turning to Gavin, he snapped, “And you—stop playing the saint. If you don’t like her, just say it. No amount of

pretending will mask the discord among us.”

Gavin, poised to defuse the situation, paused at Irving's harsh words.

He cherished the team spirit. Yet, the frequent spats between Irving and Fiona were disruptive.

“Forget it, just go. I'll stay and help with Fiona,” Gavin decided, realizing further mediation was futile. Irving was

stubborn, and Fiona was equally determined.

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With Irving gone, Gavin prepared stea for Fiona, placing a glass before her. “Take a break before we resume

practice.”

Fiona accepted the drink without objection, her mind drifting to Elyse’s situation.

The thought of Elyse’s pregnancy made her skeptical about her chances in the final. How could a pregnant

woman perform well?

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Fiona posed a question, “What will Mr. Tucker do if Elyse doesn’t succeed in the final round of the Champions

Cup?”

Surprised by her query, Gavin turned to Fiona. “Why would you assshe'll fail? I'm confident she’ll perform

well enough to compete internationally.”

With a strained smile, Fiona responded, “She doesn’t seem to be taking her practice seriously. She's always tired,

sleepy, and constantly hungry.”

Gavin disagreed, shaking his head. “I believe it’s just nerves. All these are symptoms of her anxiety. | hope she

finds stto unwind and rest properly.”

Fiona knew the truth but was curious to see if Elyse would embarrass herself in the final, so she remained silent.

Meanwhile, Elyse had just gotten hand noticed Jayden was still out. She inquired of Driscoll, “Do you know

when Jayden will return?”

Driscoll offered a smile but had little information. “I’m not sure. | reached out to him, but got no reply. He might

be tied up in a meeting.”

“A meeting at Bayzee Group?”

Pondering for a moment, Elyse said, “Okay, just letknow when he arrives.”

Driscoll nodded and returned to his duties.

Half an hour later, Jayden entered the door, heading straight to their room where he found Elyse on the floor,

engrossed in her sheet music.

As she turned and smiled at him, Jayden quickly crossed the room and, without a word, grabbed her throat.

Jayden’s eyes were bloodshot. “Elyse, you met with Pearce today and you're still claiming there’s nothing going

on between you two? How do you expectto believe that?”

Elyse was taken aback by Jayden’s confrontation. She reached for his hand, struggling to free herself as pain

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crossed her features.

“You belong to me, Elyse. Do you get that? You're mine!” His voice was a fierce whisper.

Looking into Elyse’s eyes, now tinged with distress, Jayden felt an indescribable ache. Why did she continue to

see Pearce when she knew it tormented him?

As Elyse’s strength waned, her eyes fluttered back, and she began to faint.

Jayden released his grip abruptly, watching as she crumpled to the floor.

After a moment, Elyse coughed and gasped for air, slowly pulling herself into a sitting position.

Jayden hadn't moved; he was waiting, expecting an explanation.

Rubbing her sore throat, the memory of strangulation still vivid, Elyse wanted to reveal that Pearce was her

cousin, her own flesh and blood. But the cold, harsh look in Jayden’s eyes made her pause.

The realization that he could harm her so deeply was bewildering. Didn't he love her?

A wave of sadness overwhelmed her. Staring at Jayden, her heart breaking, Elyse murmured, “Jayden, did you

ever truly love me? Do you even lovethe way | love you?”