?<strong>Chapter 344:</strong>


    Jayden hadn’t anticipated Elyse’s boldness. They kissed deeply, their breaths mingling, and the air around them grew warm. Elyse pulled away abruptly and jumped off hisp, raising her chin.


    “Are you clueless? Can’t you tell if it’s real or not?” she challenged.


    Jayden studied her for a moment before curling his finger towards her. “Come here.”


    She stepped back defiantly. “No way. I’m not listening to you.”


    The moment she said it, she could see Jayden’s expression darken. Fighting back panic, she plotted her escape. She didn’t believe she couldn’t outrun a man in a wheelchair.


    Jayden licked his lips, savoring her lingering taste, and eyed her with renewed determination. Sensing trouble, Elyse noticed the phone screen glowing on the coffee table. She quickly pointed at it and said, “Someone’s calling you. Pick up.”


    Jayden nced at the screen, recognizing a call from the nursing home, and answered it. Elyse let out a breath of relief, d for her reprieve, but couldn’t help wondering who was on the other end of the line.


    After ending the call, Jayden frowned. “It’s from the nursing home. That olddy isn’t doing well and has been transferred to the hospital.”


    Elyse’s smile disappeared, reced by concern. “What happened to her? I thought you said her physical was fine.”


    Jayden shook his head, refraining from sharing details about the old woman’s past. “Let’s head to the hospital.”


    Elyse nodded, grabbed her coat from the sofa, and went with him. Once at the hospital, Elyse learned the olddy had fallen into aa. Her examination wasplete, and they were waiting for the results.


    Sitting in a chair outside the ward, Elyse sighed heavily. She had mixed feelings about thatdy, whose words were always perplexing, making Elyse consider her mentally unstable. Yet something inside urged Elyse to believe the woman had been speaking the truth. Lowering her head, she tried to organize her scattered thoughts.


    “Here you are, Elyse.”


    Hearing Glenda’s voice, Elyse thought she’d misheard. But when she looked up, she saw Glenda charging toward her. Startled, Elyse eyed her warily. “Why are you here at the hospital?”


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    Glenda’s cheerful expression crumbled as her eyes welled up with tears. In a sorrowful tone, she said, “Your sister was mentally unstable at the police station and tried to kill herself by banging her head against the wall. Now she was rushed to the hospital.” After a brief pause, she continued, clearly distressed, “The doctor said she was determined to end her life. She doesn’t even care how I’ll manage if anything happens to her. I don’t want to go on living either.”


    When Elyse learned that Mabel had attempted suicide, she remained calm. Everything that had happened before hadpletely shattered her sense of sisterhood with Mabel. To Elyse, Mabel was just another person now. Her fate, good or bad, didn’t concern Elyse.


    Glenda wiped away her tears, sped Elyse’s hand, and begged, “Save your sister, please. If she doesn’t make it, our family will fall apart.” Between sobs, she added, “I know your husband Jayden can help her. I’m begging you, just please help Mabel.” She was on the verge of kneeling.


    Elyse reached out to stop Glenda but couldn’t. Her expression darkened with pain and inner turmoil. Seeing Glenda cry so bitterly, she understood that Glenda was genuinely grieving. But Elyse couldn’t help but think, if she were the one in trouble, would Glenda still kneel and plead for her?


    “After the kidnappers took Mabel and me, why did you abandon me so quickly?” Elyse asked in a low voice after a while. This question had haunted her for a long time, making it hard for her to breathe. That day remained burned into her memory. Whenever she slept, Elyse wondered why Glenda hadn’t chosen to save her and what made her less worthy than Mabel. Even though Glenda had always favored Mabel, shouldn’t a mother at least hesitate? Instead, after choosing Mabel, Glenda had fled the scene without looking back. Elyse needed an answer or she’d be forever tormented by this question.


    For a moment, an unnatural expression crossed Glenda’s face. She raised her voice in desperation and said, “Elyse, you have to save your sister. You can’t just stand there and do nothing.” Elyse’s eyes turned red as she stared at her. Glenda couldn’t answer and didn’t want to; she wanted to change the topic.


    Elyse wiped her tears and turned away, her voice trembling with disappointment. “So I’m not worth much. Honey, she’s awake. Come and see,” Jayden wheeled out of the ward slowly. With a calm nce at Glenda, he said, “Let’s handle what’s important first. Your sister’s problem isn’t a priority.”


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