Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1343:

With that, Elyse and Jayden exited the hospital together. In the corridor, realization dawned on Dolores that she had no leverage to take Shaun and, compounded by Jayden’s strict orders, her options were severely curtailed. Frantically, she dialed her brother, Lowell, on her phone. Lowell was taken aback by Jayden’s extensive involvement.

After a brief pause, Lowell advised, “Dolores, don’t do anything reckless. We should wait and see.”

Dolores bit her lip, frustration evident in her voice. “But this is my chance. Whether Shaun returns to me hinges on this moment.”

Lowell responded soothingly, “Don’t act on impulse. With Jayden’s men watching over him and the real perpetrator still at large, any attempt to take Shaun now could backfire spectacularly.”

Elyse collapsed into the car’s backseat, her mind entangled with thoughts of Dolores’s recent actions. Each reflection deepened her suspicion, painting Dolores increasingly as the likely perpetrator.

Desperate to untangle her thoughts, she turned to Jayden, who seemed to anticipate her turmoil.

“Dolores isn’t the culprit,” he assured her. “Remember, when Shaun had the accident, she was right in Heathfield—she hasn’t misled us.”

“But then, who lurks behind this mystery?” Elyse pressed, her voice tinged with frustration.

“The answer is simpler than we think,” Jayden suggested with a calm resolve. “We must look towards those who harbored a grudge against Shaun. Reflect on that—who truly despised him?”

Elyse’s response came hesitantly, laced with confusion. “I hardly know him. How could I pinpoint his adversaries?”

“You know them better than you think,” Jayden pressed gently. “It’s Tracy.”

The name struck Elyse like a cold gust. “That’s absurd! Tracy? But she’s presumed dead!”

“Yet, didn’t Shaun spot her in Cedarvale not long ago?” Jayden countered, his voice even. “Consider what she endured before her disappearance; such events could forge a vendetta.”

Elyse grappled with the implications, her rebuttal soft but firm. “You’re basing this on the assumption Tracy still breathes.”

“Consider this—my team scoured the seas for a month; Tracy’s body remained elusive. She might indeed be among the living,” Jayden posited.

Silenced by the exchange, Elyse found herself at a loss.

Jayden, noting her crestfallen look, offered consolation. “Let’s not spiral into these theories now. Return home, rest, and recharge. We’ll revisit this quandary once Shaun emerges from his slumber.”

Acknowledging the wisdom in his words, Elyse consented with a weary nod.

After a night fraught with tension, the pair sought refuge in their shared room to recover.noveldrama

Elyse’s rest extended well into the afternoon; she awoke disoriented, descending the stairs to feed her lingering hunger.

Mid-meal, the housemaid, standing in for Driscoll, approached with a deference that filled the room. “Debora Owen visits again. Shall we allow her entry?”

“Has Jayden risen?” Elyse inquired, hopeful. .

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