Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband - Chapter 1300
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Chapter 1300:
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Another thirty minutes drifted by. Finally, Jayden set the documents aside and made his way out of the study, his movements deliberate and unhurried.
In the living room, Debora sat with a glass of water in her hand, her demeanor far from friendly. The longer Jayden had kept her waiting, the more agitated she had become. His cold indifference only stoked the fire within her.
As soon as she saw him, she slammed the glass down onto the table and snapped, “Jayden, you really have some nerve! Making me wait this long—who do you think you are?”
Jayden laughed softly under his breath at her outburst. “Oh, who do I think I am? I know exactly who I am. But the real question is, who do you think you are?”
Fury flashed across Debora’s face. “Don’t think you can push me around just because you’re older! You, who’s so heartless and ungrateful, have no right to judge me!”
Jayden shrugged, his expression calm and unreadable. “Say what you want. It doesn’t matter to me.”
Debora felt the sting of his dismissal. Unable to contain herself any longer, she burst out, “You don’t care? You’ve already ruined your relationship with Grandpa, and we kept quiet about it. But to actually plot his death? If it weren’t for—”
“Corrie, we would have never known! We were completely fooled by you!” Debora’s voice rose to a crescendo. “Yes, Grandpa was tough on you, but does that give you the right to kill him? Even if he had a thousand faults, killing him is beyond forgiveness!”
Before Jayden could respond, a sharp, cold voice interrupted from the stairs. “Are you sure it was him who killed your grandfather?”
Elyse, dressed in a purple silk nightgown, her hair cascading loosely over her shoulders, descended the staircase with a glass in hand. Her gaze locked onto Debora, icy and piercing, cutting through the tension like a blade. The unspoken threat in Elyse’s eyes made Debora’s blood run cold.
Debora was taken aback by the intensity of Elyse’s stare. What was this about? She hadn’t done anything to warrant such hostility, had she?
“This is between Jayden and me,” Debora muttered, her voice laced with disdain. “It’s a family matter. You, as an outsider, have no place in it.”
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Debora had heard from Brook that Elyse and Jayden were divorced, which meant Elyse was no longer part of their family—just an outsider.
Elyse took a deliberate step down the last few stairs. Jayden instinctively moved to steady her, but she brushed him aside with a subtle gesture.
Her descent was unhurried, her presence commanding the room with every step, her eyes never leaving Debora. Authority radiated from her like an unshakable force.
Debora stumbled back, momentarily disoriented. What was happening? Had Elyse always been this formidable? She remembered her as the quiet, delicate woman who always followed Jayden’s lead—gentle and unassuming. But this Elyse was entirely different, a woman who exuded strength and control.
Debora stared at Elyse, struggling to reconcile the delicate woman she once knew with the fierce presence before her. There was a power in Elyse now, a commanding energy that seemed to fill the room and weigh heavily on her.
Debora faltered, her voice shaky. “What do you want?”
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