Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1423:

Jayden’s jaw tightened. Her obliviousness to Victor’s ulterior motives grated on him.

To Jayden, Victor’s so-called advice was the sugar coating on a poisonous pill, and Elyse seemed all too willing to swallow it whole.

Jayden realized he needed to do something.

His silence only stoked Elyse’s annoyance. She threw up her hands. “Fine! You want to sulk? Be my guest. Go back to your room. I’m done with this conversation. I need sleep.”

But Jayden, feeling her dismissal like salt on an open wound, dropped onto her bed with an air of defiance.

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m sleeping here tonight.”

Elyse’s eyes widened. “Are you out of your mind? Who said you could stay here?”

Without missing a beat, Jayden sauntered toward the bathroom. “Grab me some pajamas from my room,” he ordered.

Elyse crossed her arms, glaring daggers. “Dream on.”

Jayden smirked, unbothered. “Fine. I’ll sleep naked.”

Elyse’s jaw tightened. “You wouldn’t dare.”

Jayden’s laugh was low and confident. Of course, he would dare. They’d shared far more intimate moments, and her fiery temper only amused him.

Fearing he’d make good on his threat, Elyse stomped off to fetch his pajamas, muttering curses under her breath.

As the water ran in the shower, Elyse found her thoughts drifting to Victor’s suggestions.

Was there truth in his words? Would some space between her and Jayden really bring clarity?

When Jayden emerged, toweling his damp hair, he found Elyse lost in thought. “Your turn,” he said, his voice softer now.

Elyse, her drowsiness setting in, nodded and headed to the bathroom. When she returned, Jayden was on the bed, his gaze steady and unreadable.

“What now?” she asked, her guard rising.

Jayden patted the spot beside him. “Stop acting like I’m a villain. Come to bed.”noveldrama

Elyse grabbed her phone, contemplating retreating to his room instead. Better to avoid whatever game he was playing.

But Jayden saw through her in an instant. Before she could escape, he tugged her back, tossing her onto the bed like a fisherman reeling in his catch.

Hovering over her, his voice was low, almost teasing. “No more running. We’ve both showered, and it’s time we sorted things out once and for all.”

Elyse threw her hands up in exasperation. “Sort things out? We just need to have a good conversation. We don’t have to do it in bed.”

Jayden leaned closer, his frustration bubbling just beneath the surface. “Don’t play dumb, Elyse. You know what I mean. I’m trying to reconnect with you. We haven’t done that in a long time.”

Elyse took a step back, her voice firm. “I’m not your wife, Jayden.”

“But you’re still with me now,” he countered, his tone softening despite his exasperation. “Isn’t it natural to want to be close to the person you care about?”

Something about his earlier encounter with Victor had left Jayden unsettled. He didn’t fully understand it himself, but the encounter stirred emotions he couldn’t put into words.

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