Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Chapter 336 She's Not My

Upon hearing Jayden's words, Glenda's expression shifted immediately, morphing into a smile. "Oh, you're truly a gem, so easy-going," she praised without hesitation.

Elyse, with a resigned air, simply closed her eyes, conceding to let that smelly Mabel go.

But Jayden wasn't one to soak up Glenda's flattery. He retorted coldly, "You'll get to see her tomorrow."

Glenda's expression contorted once more, her tone turning fierce. "Why wait until tomorrow? Why not now? I must see my daughter this instant!"

Jayden pointed towards Elyse, stating matter-of-factly, "Your daughter stands before you."

Glenda's voice rose in protest. "She's not my daughter! I want my own daughter-"

Lanny quickly intervened, covering Glenda's mouth and offering a servile smile. "Tomorrow wil

suffice. Tomorrow will suffice! Trust that you won't disappoint us!"

With a heavy heart, Elyse silently turned away and left the scene.

As Jayden pondered Glenda's words, Lanny, attempting to diffuse the situation, plastered on a smile. "Mr. Owen, perhaps it's time for you to head back. We appreciate you taking the time to meet with us."

Jayden returned the gesture with a faint smile. "Perhaps it's time for both of you to head back. If you need transportation, I can arrange it."

"Thanks. No need for that. We can manage! We'll make our own way back!" Lanny hunched over, visibly shaken as Jayden's gaze fell upon him.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Jayden, after a momentary assessment, focused his attention squarely on Lanny, who quivered with fear, his usual demeanor subdued. Without prolonging their disfort, he pivoted on his heel and briskly trailed after Elyse.

As Jayden left, Lanny breathed a sigh of relief before delivering a sharp slap to Glenda's face. Stupid! Did you have to broadcast that Elyse isn't our flesh and blood? Couldn't you see Jayden's reaction?"

Stung by the blow, Glenda fell silent. "I only want my daughter back. Jayden took her away before she could recover from the trauma of being kidnapped. He's so cruel."

Lanny scoffed, "I warned you about him. He's ruthless. Cross him, and you're as good as dead!" Glenda's expression darkened. As long as Mabel remained unharmed, she could endure anything. But if any harm befell Mabel, she'd make Jayden regret ever crossing

WOOM.

Back in the living room, Elyse sank into the sofa, consumed by melancholy. Jayden approached

her, inquiring softly, "Are you upset?" "No," Elyse replied stoically.

Jayden signaled to Driscoll with a glance, who promptly retreated to the kitchen.

Clutching a throw pillow, Elyse spoke up after a moment of contemplation. "Let Mabel go. Keeping her locked in our basement isn't right."

Raising an eyebrow, Jayden questioned, "Don't you want her to suffer?"

Elyse managed a wistful smile. "All I want is to put this behind us and start anew."

Jayden nodded. "If that's what you want, I won't prolong her suffering. I'll just do as Mabel requires."

Looking up, Elyse inquired, "What does she want?"

Jayden's smile held a hint of mystery. "That's not your concern. Tomorrow's the weekend-I'l

arrange for your friend to keep you pany."

She was taken aback. "Who did you mention?"

"You'll find out in due time," Jayden replied cryptically. Casting a glance at Driscoll as he approached, Jayden gently pinched Elyse's cheek. "Have a cup of hot milk and retire to your room. I need to attend to matters in the study."

Elyse nodded meekly, accepting the hot milk from Driscoll and sipping it slowly.

Observing Elyse finish her drink and depart, Jayden's smile faded,

replaced by an aura of coldness and resolve.

Driscoll, sensing the shift in Jayden's demeanor, queried, "What's wrong? You seem troubled." Jayden confessed, "I've stumbled upon something unsettling. But I haven't yet decided how to address it."

Contemplating the possibly nefarious actions of his grandfather, he pondered what his own course of action should be

He finally lifted his gaze towards Elyse. He realized he might not have the leniency to make the same choice as her.

Maybe he would hurt Enzo head-on without hesitation and