Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Joanna's Scheme

Joanna's gaze remained fixed on Elyse.

After Elyse's disappearance, Jayden's men combed the city to search for her. Their frantic efforts even reached Enzo's ears.

It seemed that Elyse held a significance to Jayden deeper than anyone had imagined.

With this thought, Joanna's fists clenched tighter, a surge of jealousy and resentment coursing through her.

Never before had anyone valued her in such a profound manner. The sensation of being taken seriously eluded her entirely.

Joanna's understanding crystallized, acknowledging her jealousy toward Elyse, even though the object of Elyse's affection was someone she had previously dismissed as useless.

"You're fortunate, Elyse. Encountering the man I abandoned, and then forging a happy life." Joanna's voice dripped with bitterness.

Elyse, upon hearing Joanna's words, responded with a derisive sneer, meeting Joanna's gaze head-on, "Your choices are your own. They hold no sway over me. Now you envy me because Jayden and I share a love that runs deep, don't you?"

Instead of succumbing to anger, Joanna chuckled. Her laughter

reverberated with a chilling edge

"L admire your sharp tongue. You've managed to incense me successfully," Joanna remarked, her eyes casting a menacing gaze upon Elyse, who lay vulnerable on the ground.

Sensing Joanna's ominous intent, Elyse's nerves prickled. "What are you planning?" she asked,

her voice tinged with anxiety.

Without offering a reply, Joanna turned on her heel and exited the basement, a sly smile adorning

her lips.

Elyse's heart raced with fear. She fervently hoped for Jayden's swift arrival, her mind a tumult of

desperate prayers.

Emerging from the basement, Joanna went directly to Jayden's residence.

In the wake of Elyse's disappearance, the household staff and security were preoccupied with the

search, affording Joanna unhindered access. No one showed up to stop her.

Ascending to the second floor, Joanna approached Jayden's room with caution. With a gentle push, she peeked through the partially open door.

Through the crack, she caught sight of Jayden.

Jayden sat quietly in his wheelchair, his back turned to the door, his gaze fixed upon the world outside through the windowpane.

From behind, Joanna sensed the weight of his sadness, a silent echo of worry perhaps for Elyse. Was his heart burdened with concern for Elyse?

Suppressing traces of jealousy, Joanna summoned her courage, gently pushing open the door. Softening her voice, she spoke. "Jayden, word has it that Elyse is missing. My heart aches for you,

so I've come to keep you company in this trying time."

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Undeterred by his coldness, Joanna scanned the room until her eyes fell upon the kettle. With

measured steps, she approached it and poured water for him, all the while harboring a clandestine motive to administer a drug to Jayden.

'As Jayden remained oblivious, she seized the opportunity, surreptitiously slipping the drug into a glass before advancing towards him..

"Jayden, please, have some water. Worrying about Elyse will only leave you drained. Be patient. Let us focus on what we can control."

"Be patient?" Jayden's voice dripped with skepticism, his gaze piercing through Joanna as if challenging her resolve. "It's been nearly two days, yet you dare speak this nonsense before me?" Joanna's heart skipped a beat, wondering if she had said something wrong.

She continued, "I speak from the heart. Your distress clouds your judgment. Perhaps a moment of clarity might unveil a path forward."

Jayden fixed his gaze on Joanna, his eyes holding a depth of meaning as he asked, "What brings you to my doorstep?"

Drawing the glass closer to his lips, Joanna maintained her composure.

"Lam here out of genuine concern. In times of turmoil, one must not neglect their well-being."

A pregnant pause filled the room before Joanna continued, "Please, take a sip. Hydration is key, especially in moments of distress."

Jayden casually took the glass in his hand, inspecting it. As he lifted it towards his lips, Joanna's nerves coiled tightly.

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However, Jayden set the glass aside, his expression softening into a faint smile as he turned his gaze towards Joanna. "Are you truly insistent on me drinking this water?"

Joanna summoned a gentle smile, attempting to maintain her composure. "I noticed your lips were dry, so I thought a glass of water might help. It's nothing to dwell

on."

"I'm not thirsty. Perhaps you should have it instead." Jayden handed the glass back to Joanna.

As Joanna accepted the glass, she couldn't shake the feeling of disappointment. Why hadn't Jayden taken a sip?

With a gentle smile, Joanna urged, "Jayden, please, just a sip. You're not taking care of yourself properly. If I don't help, you might be sick due to distress and Elyse will worry and feel guilty once she returns."

At the mention of Elyse, Jayden felt a surge of anger bubbling within him, threatening to erupt like

a volcano. With an irritable wave of his hand, he dismissed Joanna's words. Startled by his

reaction, Joanna's grip on the glass faltered, and it slipped from her fingers, crashing to

the floor and shattering into pieces.

"Get out of here!" Jayden's fury reached a crescendo, his emotions boiling over until blue veins bulged prominently on his neck.

Joanna was momentarily taken aback by Jayden's imposing demeanor, but as she collected her thoughts, she reminded herself that despite his outward demeanor, he was still confined to a wheelchair. How could he dare to be so arrogant in her presence?