Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

What's This In Your Pocket

Elyse was sitting on the bed, hugging her knees and crying. She couldn't understand why Jayden always criticized her. It was Rebekah who had sabotaged her, leading to her illness, yet Jayden called her foolish. She felt victimized.

"Jayden, you jerk!" she cried out. "You've really upset me. I didn't do anything wrong. I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"Really? You don't want to talk to me anymore?"

Startled, Elyse lifted her head from her knees to find Jayden sitting nearby. She wiped away a tear and asked, "How-how did you get in here? I locked the door."

Jayden jangled a set of keys in front of her and replied, "This house is my territory. There's no place I can't access."

Elyse's frustration grew. She felt her privacy was being violated. In a burst of anger, she threw a pillow at him. "You jerk, get out! You are not allowed in my room."

The pillow struck Jayden's face and then dropped to his thighs.

He rubbed his stinging face and tossed the pillow aside, a stern look flashing across his eyes.

He maneuvered his wheelchair closer to her.

Feeling intimidated by Jayden's approach, Elyse remained seated on the bed, shaking. "Don't

come any closer. I haven't forgiven you yet," she stated nervously.

Ignoring her words, Jayden reached out, grasped one of her ankles, and pulled sharply. Elyse gravitated towards him, and he cradled her legs, bringing her onto his lap.

"You... You are..."

"You're becoming quite bold, Elyse. Have I been too lenient with you?" Jayden said through clenched teeth, surprised to encounter a woman who dared to order him away.

Intimidated by his demeanor, Elyse realized she had indeed grown bolder. "It's your fault. YouBelongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

called me foolish. I'm not foolish at all!" she protested timidly.

"How are you not foolish? If you were smarter, you would realize that Rebekah isn't going to leave you alone," Jayden retorted.

"How was I supposed to know she would go to such lengths? I'm the victim here, yet you blame me!" Elyse cried out, tears welling up again. "Jayden, you're a jerk. I hate you!"

Annoyed by her sobbing, Jayden snapped. "Stop crying. You're hurting my ears."

But Elyse didn't stop. Instead, she continued to cry even louder.

Jayden, feeling overwhelmed, impulsively grasped her chin and kissed her with force.

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Elyse's eyes widened in shock at the boldness of his action, but as the kiss continued, she shut

her eyes and submitted to it passively.

The kiss was dominant, much like Jayden himself.

After a moment, Jayden could feel Elyse's resistance fading. Releasing her, he watched as she slumped into his arms, breathing heavily.

Feeling the warmth from her body, he placed a hand on her back and spoke in a cold, controlled tone. "Still want to argue with me?"

Elyse, feeling the aftereffects of the kiss, touched her lips, her tongue tingling slightly, saliva lingering at the corners of her mouth. She was fully conscious, as was Jayden, when the kiss happened.

"You..." she began, her voice faltering as she tried to find the words, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

Jayden remained silent, watching her calmly, giving her space to continue.

"You kissed me," Elyse finally said, her face coloring deeper.

"You are my wife. Can't I kiss you?" Jayden responded evenly.

Elyse stammered, her cheeks reddening.

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sophistication, his chin propped by one hand.

In Elyse's view, however, he was nothing more than a pervert who had just overstepped his bounds.

Suddenly, she felt something firm pressing against her thigh.

"What's this in your pocket? It's hard," she asked, a mix of curiosity and confusion in her voice.

Jayden's gaze deepened as he tightened his grip on her waist. "What do you think it is? Don't you know?" His tone was teasing, his eyes curious.

Elyse, unsettled by his intense look and the firm grasp on her waist that sent tingles through her skin, paused for a moment.

Realization dawned on her, and she covered her face with her hands, leaning into him.

Seeing her bashful reaction, Jayden chuckled. "I told you that you're not sharp enough. Why would you even ask that?"

"Stop it!" Elyse burst out, her explanation tinged with embarrassment. "I didn't expect you could still be turned on..."