Bound Hearts: My Vows to My Disabled Spouse

Their Love Isn't That Deep

Jayden laughed bitterly. "So it is still my fault?"

Elyse pinched him at the waist, her voice tense. "If it's not your fault, < whose is it then?"

uch..." Jayden gasped, gently removing her hand and wrapping his arms around her. "Alright, it's all my fault, okay?"

Her expression softened, though somewhat reluctantly, and she allowed Jayden to embrace her. Outside the door, the servants peeked in, silently observing the couple. The sight of Jayden and Elyse making up again brought a collective sigh of relief.

"Recently, they have been arguing a lot. It's been quite unsettling."

"Exactly. I'm always worried that one of their fights might end their relationship. It would be terrible if they split up."

"But they've been at odds so much lately. I can't help but wonder if there's some unresolved misunderstanding between them."

Driscoll, overhearing the conversation, felt a pang of sadness. He had seen Jayden and Elyse's relationship grow from the start.

Yet, he understood better than anyone the main issue they were

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A servant noticed Driscoll looking distressed and asked with concern, "Are you worried about them? Don't overthink it. Mrs. Owen is incredibly kind, and Mr. Owen is dependable. They're bound to stay together forever."

Driscoll gave the servants a wry smile. "Their love isn't that deep. How can you be so sure? Anyway, get back to your work and try not to spy on them."

After dismissing the gossiping servants, Driscoll pushed the door open and entered. At that moment, Elyse had returned to her room to change, while Jayden had retreated to the study.

Driscoll stood at the study door, hesitating to knock, but eventually, he decided against it.

He reassured himself that as long as Jayden and Elyse kept reconciling, their love would endure.

The next day, Elyse resumed her usual routine at the orchestra.

Her isolation had cut down many unnecessary social engagements.

Apart from chatting with Darren, Freddy, and a few others, she spent most of her time practicing the violin alone, undistracted.

On the contrary, Vicky often made numerous errors during practice. It was either hitting the wrong notes or speeding up unnecessarily.

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Noticing this, the conductor halted the session and approached Vicky with a serious tone.

"What's going on with you today? You're usually not one to make such careless

errors,"

Vicky lowered her head, silent, not responding to the question.

"Do you really think you can outdo everyone just because you won a competition? Take a good look at your team. Five of your rivals are right here."

The conductor said with a sincere urgency, "If you don't step up your game, you'll lose your lead to one of them sooner or later!"

These words struck a chord in Vicky. Overwhelmed, she burst out, "That's not going to happen! I won't let them take the top spot. It's mine to keep, always!"

After her outburst, Vicky stormed out of the rehearsal room, her expression stormy. The other members and the conductor exchanged

bewildered looks.

The conductor massaged her temples and then turned to the murmuring group. "Continue

practicing on your own for now. We'll regroup shortly."

Once she finished speaking, she turned and left, presumably to find Vicky.

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Grace approached Elyse, her curiosity evident. "What do you think's going on with Vicky? She

made four errors today. That never used to happen."

Elyse bit her lip, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "Maybe she's just off today. I know I'd mess up too if I wasn't feeling myself."

Speaking softly, Grace countered, "But you and she aren't the same. She's always been on top of her game. I've never seen her falter."

Darren joined them, his tone knowing. "It just shows that she's under stress, and it's messing with her performance."

Elyse looked puzzled. "Vicky's stressed because of me?"

Darren nodded. "Absolutely. Your presence is probably weighing on her. If she didn't resent you, why would she encourage others to ignore you?"

Elyse hadn't realized this before. Once she did, the isolation seemed to make more sense. Hearing Darren's analysis, Grace stroked her chin, surprised. "So, Vicky can get scared too. I overestimated her. Thinking about it now, how could anyone always come out on top?" After a moment of reflection, Elyse added, "Maybe Vicky's never learned to handle defeat. Without losing, she doesn't know how to cope with a real challenge."