Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1007

Chapter 1007:

Elyse, this is your destiny. You oweyour life.”

Elyse remained silent, observing as Mabel entered the car and drove off from the desolate suburban location.

Elyse had anticipated that she would soon be meeting Kaelyn.

However, to her astonishment, Mabel took her back to her own place instead, not to meet Kaelyn. Though Mabel

claimed to trust Kaelyn, deep down she might have felt differently.

Elyse watched the back of Mabel’s head and let a smile creep across her face.

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Mabel looked back at Elyse and said, “Just wait for your fate. Being ruined by an old, creepy man is your destiny.”

Elyse pursed her lips. “Mabel, | don’t believe in destiny. | believe in myself.”

“I ‘admire’ your confidence. It seems utterly foolish,” Mabel remarked, then locked Elyse in the room.

Sitting on the bed, Elyse listened to the door closing behind Mabel and sighed deeply. “Who's the real fool here?

She truly doesn’t understand.”

After exiting her home, Mabel didn’t leave the vicinity right away. Instead, she sat in her car and, bypassing

Kaelyn, contacted a man to arrange the handover for the next evening.

Once the twas set, her expression darkened, her eyes glued to her phone. She considered calling Kaelyn to

verify Elyse’s assertions. Yet, she hesitated to make the call.

Sitting in her car, conflicted for a long time, Mabel finally made up her mind and dialed Hyde's number. A full

minute passed, and Hyde still hadn't answered. Mabel was puzzled as to why Hyde wasn’t responding to his

phone.

Overcwith internal conflict, she pressed the accelerator and drove towards Kaelyn’s location. Upon reaching

Kaelyn’s house, Mabel found that Kaelyn was not there. The house was dark, and after circling the house, there

was still no sign of her.

Just as she was about to leave without achieving anything, she passed by Kaelyn’s parking garage. In the pitch-

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dark garage, she heard the heavy breathing of a woman.

Mabel froze, her breath catching in her throat. As if in a trance, she slowly made her way toward the parking

garage, careful not to make a sound. She crouched low, inching closer, desperate to stay hidden from the couple

inside.

The closer she crept, the clearer the sounds became. The woman's breathless gasps were unmistakable, and

Mabel could hear the man’s labored breathing mingling with them.

There was something oddly familiar about the man’s voice, though Mabel couldn't quite place it. As she reached

out toward the car's door, the vehicle suddenly rocked violently, and the woman's moans grew sharper, more

intense.