Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1478:

Elyse let out a heavy sigh. “She didn’t outright ask me, you know. I just had this gut feeling—like if I didn’t step in, she’d end up sticking around forever.”

Gavin’s brow furrowed as he crossed his arms. “You’re too nice, Elyse. She’s the kind of person who knows how to use that to her advantage.”

Elyse raised an eyebrow at him, her tone laced with curiosity. “Oh? You sound like you’ve got her all figured out.”

“She’s been trying to cozy up to me lately,” Gavin admitted, his voice carrying a mix of annoyance and disbelief.

Elyse’s eyes flickered with something unreadable as she glanced away. “So, what’s your take on her? Are you interested in her?”

Gavin saw through her question in an instant and smirked. “Look at you, all grown up and suddenly prying into my love life.”

“I’m not prying,” Elyse shot back, her tone sharp and defensive. “I’m just curious.”

Without warning, Gavin reached out and patted her head.

“Ugh, stop that!” Elyse swatted his hand away and rubbed the spot, even though it hadn’t actually hurt. Her voice softened, a little unsure now. “I’ve known you for so long, Gavin. I’ve never seen you with anyone before. Freda—despite everything that’s happened between us—is always hanging around you. I mean, it’s hard not to wonder.”noveldrama

Gavin fell silent, his expression turning contemplative. “I guess I’ve never been the type to chase after relationships,” he admitted, his voice quieter than before. “But you bringing up Freda like this? Honestly, I haven’t even thought about it that way.”

Elyse blinked, clearly frustrated. “You seriously haven’t noticed? She’s so obviously into you. It couldn’t be more obvious if she had a neon sign over her head.”

Gavin frowned, his confusion evident. “Into me? I thought she liked Theo Ward. Isn’t this just some elaborate game to get back at me?”

Elyse gaped at him, disbelief written all over her face. “What are you talking about? She told me she’s over Theo—completely over him. She said she regrets ever getting involved with him. Now, she just wants to focus on you.”

Elyse watched as Gavin’s confusion deepened. His face twisted into an expression so foreign it almost startled her—he looked utterly bewildered.

“I had no idea,” he murmured, his voice low. “I thought she was still holding onto all that baggage. I didn’t realize…”

Elyse exhaled sharply, the realization hitting her like a tidal wave. “This is such a mess. You two need to sort this out yourselves. I shouldn’t be stuck in the middle.”

She glanced at him, her eyes firm but understanding. “Come on. Let’s talk to Freda and get this straightened out.”

When they stepped back into the living room, the space was eerily empty. Freda and Jayden were gone.

Elyse scanned the room carefully, but Freda and Jayden were nowhere to be found. She turned to Driscoll, hoping he’d know where they were.

“They’re in the basement,” Driscoll said with a shrug. “Freda claimed she was heartbroken and needed a drink. She insisted on seeing the wine cellar, so Jayden took her down there.”

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