Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Sometimes Once Is All It Takes

Shortly after, Jayden ushered Elyse into the car, and they were on their way home.

Elyse slumped in the back seat with her hands covering her face. Jayden assumed that her low spirits were due to her not wanting to sleep with him. The thought gave him an overwhelming sense of dread.

"If you don't want me to touch you, then I won't," he said in the steadiest voice he could manage. "It's not that," Elyse said, sounding both confused and exasperated. "I just have one question. "Your legs... How?"

"Ahem!" The driver sounded like he had choked on air. The poor man was likely shocked by her words. He quickly pressed the button that drew the partition up. He knew when to make himself scarce, and he certainly had no intention of getting fired.

Jayden's face darkened. He suddenly leaned over and grabbed her by the chin, forcing her to look at him. "If you really want to know, I'll be more than happy to show you once we're home." Realizing that she had said something she shouldn't have, Elyse backed away and awkwardly hung her head. "Never mind, I'm not curious anymore!"

The rest of the drive was silent. When they reached home, they were greeted by a cheerful Driscoll. He was beaming, and practically hopping on his feet.

Elyse still had to go to the studio, so she went straight to her room to take a shower and change. Jayden was planning to take a shower as well, but Driscoll stopped him before he could turn toward the stairs.

"Excuse me. There are a good number of empty rooms on the third floor. Why don't we make the biggest one the nursery?" Driscoll's voice was jovial as he prattled on. "Also, about that small, open space in the garden... Should we turn it into a playground?"

What he said didn't make any sense to Jayden. He frowned and asked, "Why would we need those things?"

"Why, for your and Elyse's baby, of course!"

Jayden opened his mouth to tell the butler he had lost his mind, but he suddenly remembered that he hadn't worn any condom last night.

His expression changed. What were the odds of a woman getting pregnant after having unprotected sex?

Driscoll seemed to know what he was thinking, because the butler patted his shoulder and said, "Sometimes, once is all it takes."

Jayden's face darkened again.

"If I may say so, it brings me great joy to see you happily settled down And now, you might be expecting the fruit of your love!"

Jayden had nothing to say to that. Driscoll was being too earnest for his own good. Besides, he

and Elyse didn't even love each other. At best, they were... Infatuated.

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"Let's discuss those things later."

Jayden didn't want to dwell on this subject. He deftly maneuvered his wheelchair and went upstairs.

The look of embarrassment on his face did not escape Driscoll's notice, who only smiled wider. After freshening up in a rush, Elyse left the villa and met up with the orchestra members. Everyone had already gathered, and were chatting as they prepared for the rehearsal. It didn't look like anyone had noticed her disappearing yesterday.

Elyse meandered through the crowd and joined in their conversations as if it was the most natural thing to do. Just then, Wanda came up to her and said, "There will be a performance at the TV station. Those of you who want to participate, feel free to sign up. I was told that a surprise will be waiting at the event."

Hearing this, Rebekah was the first to raise her hand. "Count me in, Ms. Hopkins!"

"Okay." Wanda nodded. "Anyone else, please come to my office later. I need to make a list of those who want to participate."

Wanda left, and Elyse was startled to find Rebekah already beside her "Are you going to sign up, too?" she asked Elyse.

Elyse had already figured out that Rebekah was the one who had drugged her water. But sheContent is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

made no indication of knowing this. "I don't know yet. The second round of selection will be held

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"In that case, you'd better not join the performance!" Rebekah didn't bother to hide how pleased

she was at the prospect of Elyse not performing a the TV station.

Elyse couldn't help bring her down a peg. "Have you actually qualified <<< for the second round? You should practice more, or you might make a fool of yourself on by then."

That particular topic was one of Rebekah's sore spots, so Elyse definitely hit a nerve. "You think you're so good?" Rebekah sneered. "Why don't you try to beat Vicky, then? She is the most promising violinist candidate for this tour!"

Her voice was so loud that the woman in question, Vicky Aston, turned in their direction. Elyse looked up and met her inquiring gaze.

"Sorry," Vicky said with a smile, "but I'm not really that popular. And I'm sure there are many violinists here who are much better than me."

"You're too modest, Vicky!" Rebekah exclaimed. "My 'friend! here is actually eyeing the position of concertmaster. She believes she is better than you."

Elyse's expression turned cold. "I am not your friend, Rebekah."

"It doesn't matter," Vicky said with a nonchalant wave of her hand. "I'm sure we would all like to be

the concertmaster. Having goals is great, but one has to be careful not to get conceited."