?<strong>Chapter 211:</strong>


    The following morning, Elyse stirred from her slumber and was greeted by Jayden’s sleeping form. Instantly alert, she impulsively nudged him out of bed, causing Jayden to thud onto the floor. Clutching his side, he instinctively moved to rise, but the reality of his paralyzed legs hit him hard. He met Elyse’s innocent gaze and clenched his jaw. “What was that about?”


    “I had a nightmare. I didn’t mean to shove you,” Elyse exined, shrugging.


    Rubbing his brows, Jayden hoisted himself back onto the bed. Noticing Jayden’s effortless return to bed without using his legs, Elyse was taken aback by his ease. Locking eyes with her, Jayden couldn’t shake the feeling that she was lying. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”


    “How could you think that? You left mest night. I wasn’t upset. And now you are using me,” Elyse retorted, hurt evident in her voice.


    Listening to her words, Jayden’s intuition whispered that Elyse was furious, and it seemed unlikely he could mend things swiftly. Determined to avoid further conversation, Elyse changed her clothes and made her way downstairs, seeking refuge from Jayden. She found Tracy amidst filming and settled into a nearby chair, biding her time.


    Soon, Morgan approached with the script in hand. “Mind if I have a word?” she inquired.


    Taken aback, Elyse nodded. Taking a seat, Morgan fixed her gaze on her intently. Despite not feeling uneasy under her scrutiny, Elyse found herself uncertain of how to proceed.


    “What’s with the intense look? Do we know each other from somewhere?” Elyse questioned, perplexed by her scrutiny.


    Morgan shook her head. “No, we haven’t crossed paths before. Yet it’s odd. I sense a strange familiarity when I look at you, like I’ve seen you somewhere.”


    Elyse was at a loss for words. After a prolonged silence, Morgan continued slowly. “Truth is, I once lost some memories. My husband found me by the river, saved my life. He told me I’d been in aa for a month at the hospital before waking up. So, my past is a blur.”


    Extending her hand, Morgan reached out to touch Elyse’s face, her eyes brimming with tenderness. “I thought I’d live without answers, but seeing you, I feel hope of uncovering my past, discovering who I am.”


    Elyse stood rooted, caught off guard by Morgan’s revtion. She studied Morgan’s face for a while, then sheepishly scratched her head. “Honestly, I don’t recognize you, and you don’t seem familiar. I’m pretty sure we’ve never met before.”


    “It’s okay,” Morgan reassured, a gentle smile gracing her lips as she affectionately tousled Elyse’s hair. “Seeing you just sparks a familiar feeling. Maybe I’m just looking for a connection, any excuse to cling onto.” Entertained by her remark, Elyse whipped out her phone and added Morgan as a friend, pledging to assist her in recollecting the past.


    As the two conversed, Tracy approached them. “Damn. There’s a Maybach parked outside the mall. It’s stunning.”


    A passerby eximed, “I saw a guy in a wheelchaire out. Damn, he’s good-looking, even better than the actors.”


    Elyse’s face briefly registered panic upon overhearing the conversation. Noticing Elyse’s reaction, Tracy leaned in discreetly. “Is your husband here? I only had a minor role. Is it necessary for both of you to be here?”


    A grimace flickered across Elyse’s face. Recalling their exchange from the previous day, Tracy couldn’t help but specte. “Did you two fight? So he came to find you?”


    Elyse awkwardly replied, “Maybe he’s not here for me.”


    “Stop deceiving yourself,” Jayden interjected, seizing her shoulders and lifting her up. “Let’s discuss at home.”


    Initially, Elyse felt a twinge of guilt, but as she reflected on the events of the previous night, anger surged within her. “I’m not the one at fault here. Why should I cooperate with you?”


    Wary of Jayden’smanding presence, Tracy discreetly tugged at the hem of Elyse’s clothes, urging caution with her words. However, Elyse’s eyes brimmed with discontent.


    Amused by her reaction, Jayden tightened his grip around her. In a hushed tone, he remarked, “I’ve had a change of heart. We’ll deal with it in the carter.”


    Understanding his undertones, Elyse’s fragile frame trembled, her arrogance dissipating.


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