Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Joanna Died

Kieran made his way back home, where Joanna awaited him in a dimly lit, cramped room.

The walls were adorned with various torture instruments. The lack of windows and the flickering of dim light created an oppressive < atmosphere.

On the cold marble floor sat Joanna, gripping the hem of her garment tightly. As Kieran stepped closer, her body shook with fear, and his eyes gleamed with a deadly intent.

"Did you really think this was the way to execute the task our family assigned to you? You escaped before your wedding and we gave you an opportunity to rectify your mistake. Is this how you choose to repay our kindness?"

Kieran spoke in a measured, gentle manner, his expression pleasant. Yet to Joanna, his words sounded like a death sentence. He was the most feared member of the Foster family.

"What? Are you lost for words?" Kieran inquired

Joanna remained silent. Observing her quiet demeanor, he sighed. "Since you have no

explanation, Ill forgo politeness. You were clearly in the wrong."

He then walked over to the cabinet and retrieved a torture device, Joanna's eyes filling with desperation. That night, her cries of despair echoed throughout the dark, cramped room of the Foster household.

On the second day, Joanna returned to her room covered in wounds. She approached her bedside

and noticed an unread message on her phone. After reading it, her despair deepened.

"Jayden, you want to drive me to death, don't you?" she whispered, her eyes wild with madness. That afternoon, despite the Foster family's restrictions, Joanna secretly took a car and fled the city.

She drove straight to a mountain and deliberately plunged her car off a cliff.

On the opposite side of the cliff, a woman in red high heels witnessed Joanna's fatal descent Soon, the news reached Elyse, who had just come home from the hospital. When Jayden relayed the tragic event, her first instinct was to suspect his involvement.

"Did you do it?" she asked.

Jayden, fiddling with his watch band, replied nonchalantly, "You thought I did it? Show me the evidence before making such claims.

Elyse rolled her eyes. How could she possibly gather any proof? Yet, Jayden's composed demeanor suggested he was uninvolved.

Reflecting on Joanna's demise, a demise she admittedly felt no sortow for, Elyse caught herself sighing inwardly.

Just days ago, Joanna had attempted to kill her.

"What actions will the Foster family take following Joanna's death?" she inquired. "They'll do nothing. To them, Joanna was merely a pawn. Her passing means little," Jayden responded, then remembered something else. "I also heard they didn't bother to bury her." Elyse was taken aback by the Foster family's ruthless indifference, though it seemed consistent with their psychologically disturbed nature. Both Kieran and Joanna were mentally twisted. Resting on the sofa, Elyse tried to relax. Later that evening, Brook arrived unannounced. "Jayden, have you heard about Joanna's suicide?" he queried.

Without looking up, Jayden replied calmly, "Yes, I'm aware."

Brook stood in the living room, scrutinizing Jayden intently. "Any insights into her death?" "Not at all," Jayden stated indifferently.

Despite Brook's persistent gaze trying to decipher Jayden's indifferent facade, Jayden showed no

concern.

After a pause, Brook turned to Elyse with a forced smile. "I heard about your recent kidnapping. Are you okay? How did you manage to return?"Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Elyse had her story ready. "Kidnappings are somewhat usual for the Owen family. I picked up some escape skills and seized an opportunity to flee."

Elyse had crafted that excuse long before. In truth, she didn't quite know how her escape had been successful. She had a vague memory of seeing Jayden, but given his mobility issues, how could he have rescued her?

Nevertheless, it was indeed Jayden's men who had come to her aid. To keep Jayden's capabilities concealed, Elyse felt compelled to fabricate her own story

Brook accepted Elyse's explanation without suspicion. It was common < for heirs of affluent families to receive such training, and Elyse seemed particularly fortunate. He had been intent on uncovering the truth, but Joanna's suicide seemed to have severed all leads

Why would she take her own life if she wanted to survive badly?

Sensing a deeper mystery, Brook pressed further, "Jayden, you're quite fortunate. With Joanna gone, no one will challenge Elyse for her position anymore."

Jayden's response was icy. "Even if she were alive, she couldn't have contested Elyse's position."