Chapter 1374:
“No way! I wouldn’t have done such a disgraceful thing,” Shaun raised his voice in protest, then added, “And if I was making such a mistake, why didn’t you, as my good friend, stop me?”
Caught off guard by the confrontation, even Jayden, normally composed, was rattled.
He responded with increasing irritation, “I didn’t know you then. How could I have intervened? You’re responsible for your own actions. Don’t try to shift the blame onto others!”
Biting his lip in frustration, Shaun struggled to respond. The more he dwelled on it, the more victimized he felt. “I made a foolish mistake, and no one was there to guide me. It seems I’m doomed to be alone.”
Jayden light-heartedly said, “At least you’re aware of it now.”
Shaun’s sorrow deepened.
Upon her return, Elyse found Shaun on the brink of tears and asked, “Why are you crying this time?”
“I’m going to die alone,” Shaun replied, tears now freely flowing.
Elyse, unwilling to engage with Shaun’s irrational demeanor, averted her eyes and spotted Dolores on the hospital bed, her heart pounding. Quickly turning back, she acted as though she was oblivious and said, “Let’s return to your ward. I’ve talked with your dad. He’s not pressing you to go back to Liverton just yet.”
After Shaun returned to his ward, Jayden and Elyse didn’t linger long at the hospital and soon headed out.
In the car, Jayden glanced at Elyse, who seemed lost in her thoughts. “What’s eating you?” he asked casually. “Worried about Dolores’ fate, or is it Tracy that’s got you tied up in knots?”noveldrama
Elyse sighed heavily, as if she had been expecting the question. “Honestly? Both.”
Jayden let out a knowing chuckle. “Let me guess—you’re afraid if Dolores dies, the cops will start sniffing around Tracy and land her in deep water?”
Elyse shot him a sharp look, her annoyance flashing like lightning. “Didn’t I tell you to stay out of this?”
But Jayden just laughed, throwing an arm around her shoulders and pulling her close in a teasing hug. “I can’t help it—I love seeing you all worked up like this.”
Annoyed and a little embarrassed, Elyse swatted at him with a few half-hearted punches before deciding he wasn’t worth the energy.
The next day, when Elyse arrived at the TV station, she made her way backstage to get her makeup done. That was when she bumped into Celeste.
Celeste’s disdain was impossible to miss—it was written all over her face. With a sneer, she remarked, “So, your rival this time isn’t Stuart. Planning to pull a few strings?”
Elyse stood her ground, shaking her head firmly. “Why would I need to? I’ve got what it takes to win fair and square.”
Celeste didn’t even bother hiding her disbelief and let out a derisive snort.
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