Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1584:

“What did she say to provoke such anger?” Jayden probed, his eyebrow lifting with concern.

Fury blazed in Elyse’s eyes as she spat out the words. “She accused me of using my deceased child as leverage to strengthen my position.”

Before Jayden could respond, Brook erupted from his seat. In a sudden burst of rage, he smashed his foot into the table, sending shards of glass scattering across the floor.

The violent outburst sent shockwaves through the room, leaving Elyse, Jayden, and Camille frozen in shock.

Brook stood there, chest heaving, the veins in his neck pulsing visibly beneath his skin.

Confusion clouded Elyse’s thoughts as she observed Brook’s reaction. Why did Brook seem angrier than she was?

“Easy now,” Jayden cautioned, noting Camille’s frightened expression. “You’re alarming your girlfriend.”

Brook’s anger dissipated as he turned to find Camille quaking. “Don’t be frightened,” he soothed. “I would never direct such behavior toward you.”

Jayden shifted his attention back to Elyse. “Rest assured, Corrie won’t escape consequences. She’ll answer for her cruelty.”

“I’ll believe that when I witness it,” Elyse scoffed.

After consoling Elyse further, Jayden suggested, “The dinner hour approaches. Shall we head to the restaurant?”

Brook wrapped Camille protectively in his embrace. “Indeed. We’ll take my car directly from the garage.”

Their path to the elevator revealed Corrie waiting there, her demeanor transforming instantly.

She addressed Elyse with exaggerated deference, clearly treading carefully.noveldrama

Though Elyse had glimpsed Corrie’s true nature and longed to dismiss her entirely, Brook’s strategy required restraint.

Corrie bristled at Elyse’s cold shoulder but maintained her facade. “You’re all dining together? Such precious moments are rare. Please, let me host everyone.”

Her words hung in the air, met with pointed silence.

Camille’s gaze flitted around the group before she chirped sweetly, “Why not include her? It would be rather pitiful to leave her behind.”

Initially, Corrie interpreted this as consideration, until Camille’s words took a barbed turn. Her expression darkened as she recognized the deliberate slight.

Camille pressed on, her voice dripping with false concern. “But Corrie, your face is so flushed. Shouldn’t you attend to that? People might assume we struck you if you join us.”

“Because she did strike me!” Corrie accused, pointing at Elyse.

“Oh, don’t say such things,” Camille chided. “Elyse is wonderful. We’re practically family already. Once Brook and I marry, Elyse and I will be even closer. Don’t malign my dear friend!”

Corrie seethed internally. This presumptuous woman wasn’t even bothering to conceal her intentions anymore!

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