Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1412:

Before Elyse realized what was happening, she was seated in the car.

“I’m not sure I want to go,” she whispered softly.

Victor fastened his seatbelt, and his demeanor turned serious. “Come on, I’ve already told everyone you’re coming. Don’t let me down now and embarrass me.”

Elyse rolled her eyes. “Great, so I’m just your trophy for the evening.”

Victor let out a laugh. “Got me. Now buckle up, we’re leaving.”

With a resigned sigh, Elyse secured her seatbelt and rolled down the window to talk to Chloe. “Go on ahead, I’ll be fine.”noveldrama

Pulling up to the lively buzz of the party, Victor and Elyse emerged from the car.

Victor, eyeing Elyse’s empty hands, hesitated before speaking. “Elyse, your violin… wouldn’t they want a tune or two tonight?”

Already stepping away, Elyse paused and shot him a skeptical glance, then ducked back into the car to grab her violin case.

Hoisting it with a flourish, she quipped, “Performances aren’t for free, you know.”

Victor gave an awkward chuckle. “Right, of course not. Wouldn’t ask you to play for free on your night off.”

With a snort, Elyse strode towards the entrance, leaving Victor to catch up, rubbing his nose as if that could erase his faux pas.

As they entered, the melodies of a guitar caught Elyse’s attention, soon joined by the deep, rich tones of a viola. The pair’s music wove a haunting spell.

“Wow, this is epic,” Elyse whispered, awe coloring her voice.

The party unfolded just as Victor had promised. A symphony of sounds from various instruments filled the space, complemented by the easy chatter and laughter of the crowd. Elyse spotted someone deftly balancing a glass of red wine while tinkering with piano keys. Victor watched Elyse with a playful smile, clearly amused by her sheer delight at the party.

Elyse bubbled over with excitement. “This party is out of this world! I love it here—the energy is just through the roof!”

Victor laughed softly. “Take it easy. I can see you’re having a blast, but let’s not get teary-eyed just yet. I’d be at a loss if you actually started crying.”

“I wasn’t on the verge of tears,” Elyse retorted, a touch defensively.

“Come on,” Victor said with a wink. “Let’s meet a buddy of mine. He was at the Swan Cup live, if I remember right.”

Elyse’s face brightened instantly. “Really?”

“Why would I lie about that? Let’s head over.”

Victor led her through the lively crowd towards the pulsing center of the party.

They approached a group gathered around a man who was impressively managing both a harmonica and guitar.

“Zayn,” Victor shouted over the music. “Check out who I brought!”

The tunes halted suddenly. Zayn Torres looked up, locking eyes with Elyse and momentarily freezing.

As the crowd turned to follow Zayn’s stare, a murmur of recognition for Elyse spread like wildfire.

Feeling eyes on her, Elyse instinctively sought refuge, tucking herself behind Victor.

Zayn jumped up, his excitement barely contained. “Elyse, here? Victor, you really brought my idol!”

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