Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1498:

Pearce’s eyes widened. “That’s impossible. No one said a word about it.”

“She made sure you wouldn’t hear,” Victor said smoothly.

Pearce sat back, stunned. “And you went along with it? Don’t tell me you actually have feelings for Elyse.”

Hearing that, Elyse pressed her lips together, her gaze soft but steady as it found Victor’s.noveldrama

Victor felt the weight of her stare and paused, his voice gentle. “It’s not exactly love, but there’s definitely some attraction there. If marrying Elyse is an option, I think it’s a choice worth considering.”

Pearce couldn’t help but cut in, his frustration bubbling over. “Just some attraction? You’re even thinking about marriage? That’s absurd! I get it—you’re sick of your parents pressuring you into it, and now you’re picking someone you think fits the mold. But Elyse won’t settle. She deserves more than convenience. She’ll marry for love, not out of convenience.”

The others chimed in, nodding in agreement with Pearce. “He’s right. Marriage is more than just a label. It’s a lifelong commitment. Rushing into it would be a mistake.”

Victor stayed quiet, his eyes locked on Elyse with an intensity that no one could ignore.

After a long pause, Elyse said, her voice calm but firm, “I think we need to talk alone.”

Without missing a beat, Victor placed his glass down with a soft clink and rose to his feet. “Alright, let’s step aside and have a word in private.”

The two left the room in silence, side by side.

Pearce watched them go, still stunned. The entire scene had left him speechless.

“Pearce, what if Victor really likes Elyse?” one of his friends finally broke the silence, a hint of curiosity in their voice.

Pearce shook his head, his tone dismissive. “No way. Victor has high standards. He doesn’t throw around marriage talk lightly.”

The friend pressed on, “Exactly! He doesn’t casually talk about marriage. But this time, he’s bringing it up with Elyse and even mentioning giving her all his assets. That has to mean something serious.”

Pearce looked bewildered, his mind racing to process the situation, unable to shake off the disbelief.

Meanwhile, Chloe, sharper than the rest, saw right through Victor’s facade. It wasn’t just about convenience or societal pressure—he genuinely cared for Elyse. His light banter was a shield for something deeper.

In the midst of the tension, Chloe discreetly sent a message to Jayden, her fingers moving swiftly across her phone.

“Mr. Owen, if you don’t come soon, someone else might win Elyse over.”

Elyse slipped out of the private room and strolled to the end of the corridor, resting her back against the window. Victor trailed after her. He cocked an eyebrow, his tone curious but casual. “Alright, what do you want to talk about?”

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