Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1563:

As she and Jayden wandered through the whispering woods, her phone buzzed with an unexpected friend request.

Elyse’s eyes widened at the name glowing on her phone screen, her mind refusing to accept what she saw. She thrust the phone toward Jayden, her voice barely a whisper. “Is that Rebecca befriending me? Am I losing my mind? Can it really be her?”

“Profile picture and name match,” Jayden remarked, amusement dancing in his eyes. “Seems someone’s eager to give you a piece of their mind.”

While Jayden found humor in the situation, Elyse felt her stomach twist into knots.noveldrama

With trembling fingers, she accepted the friend request and typed out, “Is there something I can help you with?”

Rebecca’s response shot back like an arrow, “Why are you backing out of the performance? I can’t fathom your refusal. Don’t tell me you’re worried about payment.”

Elyse released a weary breath. “This isn’t a decision I’ve made lightly. I simply don’t wish to participate. Money has nothing to do with it.”

“Funny, I don’t recall discussing payment during our last conversation,” Rebecca countered. “Let me make you an offer that will change your mind. Sleep on it and get back to me.”

Then came the deafening silence. Rebecca vanished into the digital void, leaving Elyse’s messages floating unanswered.

Elyse turned to Jayden, frustration etched across her face. “What’s her angle? She’s practically begging me to join this performance, yet we’re practically strangers. I could count our meetings on one hand.”

“Your guess is as good as mine,” Jayden mused, shaking his head. “But this level of pushiness? That’s setting off all kinds of alarm bells.”

Elyse’s brow furrowed. Despite her clear rejection, Rebecca was like a dog with a bone, refusing to let go.

“She wears a mask of sweetness, but underneath? Pure control freak.”

“Took the words right out of my mouth,” Jayden agreed. “These kinds of invitations? They’re usually strings attached to puppet masters. Better to cut them before they can pull.”

With each passing second, Elyse’s resolve to avoid the performance crystallized like ice.

g∆𝗅𝑛𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰𝓸𝗺, – 𝓃𝑒𝓍𝓉 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝗈𝗇

Two hours melted away as they wandered the woods, finally leading them back to Cody’s doorstep.

They found Cody in the kitchen, arranging freshly cut fruit in a bowl. His face brightened at their arrival. “Help yourselves. The neighbors’ orchards were generous this season.”

As Elyse settled into her seat, sampling the fruit, she recounted her digital encounter with Rebecca.

Cody’s face transformed, darkness seeping into his features as he let out a sharp, bitter laugh. “Some snakes never shed their skin.”

Elyse’s eyes widened, curiosity sparking in their depths. Did he know Rebecca? But the math didn’t add up—Rebecca couldn’t be a day over thirty, while Cody was well into his fifties.

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