Chapter 1137:
Edward scoffed. “What, afraid of ruining that pretty-boy look?”
Jayden’s reply was measured. “If my face gets injured, Elyse will worry and blame herself, thinking it’s her fault.”
Edward’s retort died on his lips, leaving him momentarily speechless.
At dawn, Elyse stirred awake and stepped out of her room. As she meandered past the grand bed, her eyes drifted to Jayden, cocooned in blankets. An inexplicable force pulled her toward him.
What began as a simple glance at his sleeping face soon shifted as her attention locked onto the red-tinged marks on his bare shoulder. Her senses sharpened as she crouched closer, finding more bruises along his arms.
Frowning, she carefully peeled back the covers. Jayden’s eyes shot open, a mixture of shock and caution flashing across his face as his grip on the sheets tightened.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Jayden asked, his voice filled with suspicion.
“Where did these marks come from? What were you doing last night?” she demanded.
Jayden’s expression hardened as he replied flatly, “Nothing. I didn’t do anything.”
“Then explain the bruises,” Elyse pressed further.
His response was firm. “You’re imagining things.”
She reached out, pressing a bruise lightly. Jayden winced, pain flickering across his face, but he stayed silent, his eyes defiant as they met hers.
Elyse let out a cold laugh. “So, you’re not going to tell me the truth? What am I to you, Jayden?”noveldrama
He avoided her gaze, pulling the covers tighter around himself without uttering another word.
Disappointment weighed heavily on Elyse’s chest as she realized this was just another instance of Jayden dodging her questions. She stood up with a resigned sigh and went to freshen up.
When her footsteps faded, Jayden exhaled in relief. Pain surged through him as he shifted, and when he looked down, he saw the bruises decorating his torso—remnants of Edward’s attack.
Lost in thought, Jayden was startled when Elyse returned from the bathroom. She glanced at him, still bundled up, before casually approaching.
“I’m heading to Anthony’s. Do you want to come?”
Jayden hesitated for a moment, then muttered, “I’ll catch up later. Still feeling a little out of it.”
Elyse shrugged. “Alright, I’ll let you rest.”
A faint smirk tugged at her lips, noticing how tired Jayden appeared. She suspected he had been up to something the night before.
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