Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 252:

Sadness clouded Elyse’s eyes as she spoke, “Jayden’s affection forisn’t as deep as you think.” Before Tracy

could respond, a cutting voice interrupted, dripping with sarcasm. “Is that why you find solace in pursuing

others’ partners?” Turning, Elyse saw Freda striding over, her presence exuding an aura of icy superiority. Draped

in a sleek black gown with her hair elegantly pinned up, Freda approached with a gaze that bore the weight of

noble disdain.

Tracy, unfamiliar with Freda, felt a surge of anger. Stepping forward, she confronted Freda. “How dare you speak

so rudely!”

With a scornful sneer, Freda countered sharply, “I am simply denouncing Elyse’s audacious conduct. Married to

another yet clinging to Theo. What a slut.”

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Elyse met Freda’s gaze with a frigid stare before responding coldly, “If you have grievances, take them up with

Theo. | am not your target for misplaced anger.”

With haughty resolve, Freda raised her chin. “Do you even comprehend who | am? | am a member of the

esteemed Jimenez family.”

Elyse sniffed dismissively at Freda’s assertion. “You are but Theo's arranged date, not his betrothed. What gives

you the right to cast judgment? Do you possess any evidence to support your claim of my seduction? If anything,

it’s Theo whose actions have crossed boundaries with me.”

Freda seethed with anger. “How dare you accuse Theo of misconduct! You, who are married to Jayden, should

steer clear of Theo, you wretch.”

Developing feelings for Theo, Freda believed him to be honorable. Later on, Freda learned that Theo had a

former fiancée who had cclose to marrying him. Despite Elyse’s commitment to Jayden in marriage, Freda

couldn't shake off a persistent feeling of unease and an impending sense of crisis. So when Freda noticed Theo's

peculiar demeanor around Elyse, her possessive instincts surged, fueling her anger.

“I see you're too timid to confront Theo, opting instead to direct your fury at me. Is that it, you coward?” Elyse’s

words dripped with disdain as a sneer curled her lip.

Freda’s pride stung sharply, prompting her to swiftly extend her hand and push Elyse. Behind Elyse, a grand

fountain stood tall, its cascading waters shimmering in the lights. Elyse, catching a glimpse of the water's edge,

recognized the impending embarrassment of a potential tumble before the remaining guests. She understood

she couldn't afford to succumb to the looming fall. With graceful determination, she steadied herself,

instinctively clutching onto Freda for support. While Elyse managed to maintain her balance, Freda lost hers,

tumbling beside the fountain with a thud.

As Elyse’s delicate pearl crown descended into the water, a chill enveloped her heart. Tracy's voice erupted with

fury as she confronted Freda, her words sharp, “What is wrong with you? It was Theo who incessantly pursued

Elyse, yet you dare to blher. You are truly out of your mind.”

Freda stood, her cheeks ablaze with anger as she directed her words at Elyse, “Elyse Lloyd, whatever history you

and Theo share is of no consequence to me. But mark my words, | am destined to marry him in the future.”

Elyse’s eyes lingered on the pearl crown, memories of Kaelyn’s face flooding her thoughts. With a smile that

belied her inner turmoil, she responded, “I certainly hope your aspirations cto fruition.”

With a scowl etched upon her features, Freda turned abruptly and stormed away, her elegant dress trailing

behind her. As Elyse glanced around, her gaze fell upon Theo standing near the window. His countenance was

grave, his eyes holding depths of inscrutable emotion that evaded her grasp.

Despite the ambiguity surrounding Theo's thoughts, it was evident that he had caught wind of their heated

exchange. Nevertheless, Theo refrained from intervening in their argument.

A wistful curve danced at the edges of Elyse’s lips. Theo remained stoic as ever. In times of trouble, he'd

effortlessly blend into the background, sidestepping any confrontation. Had Theo offered even a glimpse of an

explanation, perhaps Freda’s ire wouldn't have found its target in Elyse. Yet Theo's choice of silence only fueled

the flames, allowing the tension to swell.

Tracy, ever the solace, extended her support to Elyse. “Worry not about the crown. I'll arrange for its retrieval.”

Grateful, Elyse nodded and turned towards the banquet hall. “Where is the crown that was on your head?”

As soon as Elyse returned, Brook intercepted her with swift precision. “Brook inquired, his smile bearing an

unbearable weight upon Elyse.”

Suspicion prickled at Elyse’s senses, believing Brook had likely witnessed the altercation and was now

purposefully seeking her out to stoke further discord. “It’s far too precious. I've entrusted it to safekeeping,”

Elyse replied with a dismissive wave.

Then, voicing the confusion within her, Elyse inquired, “Corrie has fainted. Shouldn't you be concerned for her

wellbeing?”

A peculiar smirk danced upon Brook's lips. “Why should | be?”

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