Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

A Change Of Wife

Gazing at Peyton, Jayden couldn't help but marvel at his acting prowess for the first

time

"You should consider a career in acting rather than medicine. It would be a waste of your talent." Peyton blinked, then smirked, gesturing towards Elyse.

Following his gaze, Jayden noticed the concern etched on her face. She feared that without his active cooperation in the massage, he might never regain mobility.

It was the first time Jayden felt the weight of stress after feigning disability for a year. Perhaps moved by Elyse's anxious expression, he relented.

"Fine, let's head to the study for the massage."

Elyse nodded eagerly, then inquired, "Why do you always prefer the study? Does it offer you a sense of security?"

Jayden remained silent, while Peyton burst into laughter.

In the study, Peyton settled onto the small sofa and began explaining acupressure points to Elyse

"If you apply pressure to these points properly, Jayden can recover more quickly."

"Really? That's wonderful! Dr. Ellis, please teach me!" Elyse exclaimed with excitement.

Jayden couldn't help but smirk when he heard Peyton's instructions. He knew Peyton was gearing

up to make things difficult for him. Did Elyse truly buy into it?

"Well, if you press here, it stimulates the nerves in his legs, Peyton guided, indicating a spot onProperty © NôvelDrama.Org.

Jayden's thigh.

Elyse obediently reached out to press it, feeling the muscles tighten under her touch.

Confused, she asked, "Jayden, do you feel anything? Or are your muscles reacting automatically?" Jayden remained tight-lipped.

Assuming a "professional" stance, Peyton continued, "He can't feel anything, but stimulating this area can activate his muscles. Consistent massage can aid in his recovery."

As Peyton felt Jayden's intense gaze, he wondered if Jayden wanted to throttle him. But with Elyse present, Jayden remained restrained.

Standing confidently with hands on his hips, Peyton felt a surge of pride.

Elyse, unaware of Jayden's frustration, continued to press the acupoint, oblivious to his waning patience.

Suddenly, Jayden reached out and grasped her hand. "You must be tired from the long massage.

Go and rest. I need to speak with Dr. Ellis," he said firmly.

His tone grew more pointed with his final remark.

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Sensing Jayden's barely contained hostility, Peyton looked to Elyse for assistance.

"But I've only just learned to massage that one acupoint," Elyse admitted, feeling embarrassed.

"I fancy some dessert. Get Driscoll to prepare some for me," Jayden instructed firmly.

Elyse reluctantly agreed, though she was eager to continue learning. She obediently made her way to Driscoll.

With Elyse gone, Peyton found himself without support. As soon as the door closed, Jayden pounced on him like a lurking leopard.

Peyton crashed heavily onto the sofa, suppressing his cries of pain to avoid alerting Elyse, who hadn't gone far.

"Peyton, itching for a punishment?" Jayden questioned sharply.

"Come on, buddy, take it easy. I'm just looking out for you, hoping you'll recover soon," Peyton responded meekly.

"Enough with the act. Weren't you just messing around with me because Elyse was around? Why the sudden cowardice now that she's gone?" Jayden pressed, his patience wearing thin. Peyton's tone turned subdued. "We're friends. Give me some space. We don't need to be so chummy," he muttered.

Planning your weekend reading? . The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! Disgusted, Jayden stood up. "Next time Elyse brings up massage, ignore it. She's just a naive girl,"

he declared, his disdain evident.

"What's that supposed to mean? You still see her as just a girl? You haven't slept with her yet?" Peyton's smirk faltered under Jayden's stern gaze. Uncomfortably, he explained, "I simply find your wife quite persistent. She's been pestering me about massage techniques for days. Initially, I resisted helping her, but her persistence wore me down."

"Enough. I may be pretending, but I'm not actually disabled. Her efforts are futile," Jayden retorted.

Peyton countered, "Elyse doesn't know you're pretending. She's the only one in your household kept in the dark, isn't she? Even your maids are aware. Sometimes I pity her."

"No need. I'l look after her," Jayden replied dismissively, casting a disgusted glance at Peyton. "So you came here just to teach Elyse how to massage me? And to point out acupressure points that would cause me pain?" he accused.

"Of course not. I merely wanted to ask if you're considering a change of wife," Peyton stated cryptically.

"What do you mean?" Jayden inquired, intrigued.

With a mysterious smile, Peyton continued, "I've found Joanna. She'll be returning in two days."