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Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 127
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Chapter 127: Jayden glanced at Judy with indifference and said, "Sure thing, whatever floats your boat." He was clueless about Judy's offer to serve as his servant. Before sending the contract to his grandpa's mansion, Jayden didn't hesitate to extend temporary kindness towards Judy, inadvertently fueling her unwarranted enthusiasm.

Judy beamed happily at his response, sliding in beside Jayden and thoroughly enjoying her meal. To prove her point, she dug into the dishes with gusto, and seeing her eating with satisfaction, Jayden's furrowed brow relaxed.

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Discover fresh updates galOn the other hand, Driscoll was on edge. Judy had brazenly taken Elyse's seat and commandeered her tableware, both of which were explicitly reserved for Elyse. Driscoll was sweating bullets, hoping Elyse wouldn't cdownstairs at this moment. If she did, things would get even tenser between her and Jayden.

Unfortunately, Elyse descended the stairs with her violin case in hand. As she passed the dining room, she saw Judy occupying her seat, dining with Jayden. It felt like a dagger to her heart, the pain so intense she felt like crying. Turning away, she hurried out of the house, clutching her bag.

Driscoll rushed after her, asking, "Where are you off to? I can get the driver to prepare a car for you." Elyse forced a smile, saying, "I've got something to take care of. No need to bother the driver. I'll grab a taxi." With that, she left without looking back, and seeing he couldn't stop her, Driscoll headed back inside.

Jayden remained composed, still eating. Despite Judy's presence, Driscoll approached and said, "Elyse just left. Aren't you going to check on her?" Jayden continued eating calmly, replying, "She's not a child. If she doesn't want to eat, I won't push her." Driscoll could sense Jayden's frustration with Elyse. Both of them were fuming, and with a third party involved this time, it seemed like their relationship could hit the rocks because of this.

Driscoll held Elyse in high regard, not just because she had saved Jayden's hide in stight spots but also because of her character. Jayden had grown up in a nest of vipers, and having someone who genuinely cared about him was crucial. Driscoll believed only someone as genuine as Elyse could be Jayden's better half.

As for Judy, he believed she was full of schemes.

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At that moment, Judy interjected, "This food is divine. It's a shMs. Lloyd isn't joining us." After a pause, she asked tentatively, "Mr. Owen, if I ask for seconds, will you think I'm a glutton?" Jayden replied indifferently, "Suit yourself." With an even brighter smile, Judy exclaimed, "Thank you, Mr. Owen. I'll clean my plate." Jayden didn't say anything more. Driscoll couldn't fathom what was going on in his head, so he backed off. It wasn't the right tto enlighten Jayden. He'd have a chat with him later, one on one.

After leaving the house, Elyse hailed a taxi to the stuand went straight to the practice room. Since other members were not present, she stood alone in the middle of the room and began playing her violin. The music fluctuated between fast and slow. She tried to lose herself in it, but all she felt was turmoil in her heart. She felt like a caged animal, unable to find a way out. It was like she was surrounded by invisible walls. No matter how hard she tried, she only ended up hurting herself.

When she finished playing, tears streaked down her face. She slumped to the floor, utterly drained. Then suddenly, she heard clapping. In a panic, she looked up to see a man wearing a cap and sunglasses entering, applauding.

"You're incredible! Your music moved me,” he said, approaching her. He looked familiar. Taking off his sunglasses, he tried to remember. "Haven't we met before at the TV station?"

Looking at him in disbelief, Elyse asked, "Are you Richie Larson? What are you doing here?"

Richie reached out his hand and said, "What a small world. We meet again." Elyse didn't take his hand, turning away awkwardly to wipe her tears. Noticing her distress, Richie pretended not to see, saying, "Your violin playing is amazing. Can we be friends?" mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1