Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Jayden Had An Ex

Elyse tuned her mind to her violin, undisturbed by the solitude. Her purpose here was clear to practice in peace.

As she exited the building, violin case in tow, Kieran caught her eye, his gaze fixed on her.

"Looking for me?" she inquired, pausing and eyeing him warily.

Dressed in sleek black sportswear that lent him a youthful appearance, Kieran nodded and said openly, "There's something we need to discuss privately."

"Is it about me divorcing Jayden so your sister can marry him, and you can have me?" Elyse chuckled sarcastically.

She gave him a once-over and continued mockingly, "If that's your agenda, save your breath. I'm not entertaining such nonsense."

With a gesture for patience, Kieran quickly interjected, "No, it's not about that. There's something unknown to you about Jayden."

He paused thoughtfully before adding, "Important information you're unaware of regarding Jayden."

After a brief stare-down, Elyse didn't walk away but instead headed towards a nearby coffee shop,

with Kieran following behind, his eyebrows arched playfully.

Once seated in the cafe, with her arms folded, Elyse glared at Kieran and demanded, "Well, what is it you need to tell me?"

Kieran, after scanning the menu, casually inquired, "What would you like? It's on me."

"We're not on those terms to share coffee," Elyse scoffed.

"No drink then." Ordering just for himself, Kieran leaned back, smiling subtly, and queried, "In a Tush, are you?"

Holding back her anger, Elyse stated firmly, "Don't divert the conversation."

Kieran gave a casual shrug and retorted, "You've made my sister miserable, tricking her into becoming a maid. You must be very proud, right?"

"Is that what you dragged me here to say? I'm not interested," Elyse responded coolly. She had suspected his motive for approaching her was linked to his sister, but she was not inclined to

discuss it.

Rising to leave, she was almost at the door when Kieran spoke again, his tone shifting. "Do you really think your marriage to Jayden will be smooth and happy?" he asked, his voice chilling. "You don't know, do you? Jayden had a girlfriend for two years. They were nearly married."

At these words, Elyse felt a tremor and sat back down.

Kieran's smile broadened as he observed her reaction. "You think you're the only one Jayden loves. You're mistaken. You're just an interlude. She's the one he truly wants."Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Just then, the waiter arrived with a cup of coffee, setting it before them.

Kieran took the cup, sipped it, and looked at her with a probing gaze. "So, how do you feel now?" Elyse paused before revealing, "The day I ended things with my ex was the same day I married Jayden."

Kieran appeared surprised by her calm response. "Doesn't that worry you?"

The corners of her mouth twitched as she struggled with her feelings.

"I value my time with Jayden."

'Amused, Kieran clapped his hands. "Your magnanimity is impressive. Well, I have more news. That

woman is coming back. Imagine Jayden's reaction when she returns?"

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coffee is on me. I need to go."

As she walked away, Kieran watched her leave and then looked at the bill, laughing heartily at the unfolding drama. Twirling the bill between his fingers, he taunted, "You're not as calm as you thought you'd be."

As soon as Elyse exited the coffee shop, she made her way to her car and got inside. Sitting there, she stared out the window, her expression vacant and troubled.

Noticing her discomfort, the driver expressed his concern, "Mrs. Owen, is something wrong?" "I'm fine. Don't worry about me," Elyse replied softly, though her mind was swirling with Kieran's revelations.

Jayden had an ex. They dated for two years. They nearly married.

A thought struck her-there was a pink scarf in Jayden's collection room. It surely belonged to a

woman.

She placed a hand over her chest, finding it slightly difficult to breathe.

Trying to calm herself, she asked the driver, "Is Jayden at home?"