?<strong>Chapter 372:</strong>


    Elyse stormed back into the living room to confront Jayden, only to discover his wheelchair deliberately positioned just out of her reach. Doubtful of his motives, Elyse quickened her steps, yet Jayden moved away just as quickly, keeping a firm distance between them. Her teeth gritted in frustration, Elyse chased after Jayden who effortlessly avoided her, never letting her close enough to touch him.


    “Jayden, stop this or I’ll get really mad,” Elyse eximed, cing her hands on her hips and ring at him. Her warning seemed to go unheard as Jayden gave her only a brief dismissive look and continued to avoid engagement. Elyse was taken aback by his unwavering stubbornness.


    Jayden paid her no mind and continued wheeling himself back to his room. Driscoll, witnessing this, feltpelled toment. “Keep in mind, calming him down when he’s upset is quite the challenge. It requires a lot of time, effort, and patience.”


    Elyse’s face darkened. She paused, took a deep breath, and quickly made her way upstairs. Driscoll watched them go, shaking his head. “One moment they’re all sweet, and the next, they’re at each other’s throats.”


    When Elyse entered the room, she found Jayden already in his pajamas, absorbed in reading on the edge of the bed. “How did you manage to change and get into bed from your wheelchair so quickly, considering your condition?” Elyse asked, her voice tinged with skepticism.


    Jayden didn’t respond, his attention unwavering from his book, ignoring her question as he turned another page. Elyse was shocked by his cold disregard. This level of icy silence was new to them, and the sensation of beingpletely ignored was awful.


    She stepped in front of Jayden and gently nudged his arm, her voice filled with uncertainty. “Are you really ignoring me now?”


    Jayden subtly moved, positioning himself in a way that blocked further interaction. Feeling the sudden weight of sadness, tears started to well up in Elyse’s eyes. “Please don’t be mad at me,” she pleaded.


    But Jayden stayed silent, his face giving nothing away. Tears started to fall down Elyse’s cheeks, each sniffle a desperate plea for his attention. Yet Jayden kept his focus on the book. Elyse felt a chill of fear, her heart racing. Was it possible that Jayden would never forgive her?


    In a desperate attempt to get his attention, she climbed onto the bed and straddled hisp. “Stop reading and look at me,” she insisted.


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    Jayden reluctantly raised his head, his irritation clear in his eyes. “Get off,” he muttered sharply.


    Elyse steadied herself with her hands on her hips, giving herself a mental pep talk. “It’s not my fault Theo’s out of control. I’m devoted to you, and you have no reason to be upset. You’re the only one who has my heart.”


    Jayden snapped his book shut, crossed his arms, and said coldly, “Really? Exclusively mine? Prove it.”


    Elyse panicked internally. How was she supposed to prove such a thing? Rip her heart out and hand it to him? Jayden stayed quiet, his intense stare fixed on her. Elyse grew more confused. What kind of proof did he want?


    Jayden scoffed. “Can’t prove it, can you? That means you’re lying to me.”


    Elyse’s eyes widened. Was he intentionally trying to start a fight? Jayden kept using her, iming she didn’t love him. Initially, Elyse was taken aback, thinking he was truly furious. But as the confrontation dragged on, her shock turned to frustration.


    Suddenly, she grabbed his chin and kissed him forcefully. Her kiss was wild, filled with a mix of anger and passion. She bit at his lips fiercely. At first, Jayden was surprised by Elyse’s aggressive approach. He let her kiss him momentarily, but then he realized how bad a kisser she was. Unable to take it anymore, he grabbed the back of her head with one hand and wrapped his other arm tightly around her waist. Pulling her close, he returned her kiss with equal passion, consuming her breath.


    Now Jayden was the one in control, kissing Elyse passionately and leaving her breathless. Eventually, she copsed against him, drained. Elyse’s eyes were moist as she caught her breath, resting against Jayden’s chest. After a moment, she whispered, “Does this show how much I love you?” Jayden raised an eyebrow skeptically. “Not even close.”


    At that moment, Elyse understood the challenge reflected in Jayden’s guarded look. A wave of anxiety washed over her as she slowly unbuttoned her coat and slipped out of her dress. Before long, she was in nothing but tiny bits of cloth.


    Jayden stared at Elyse’s body. Her beauty was undeniable, enhanced by the way her body responded to his touch. “Is this how you choose to show your love?” Jayden asked deliberately.


    A deep blush spread across Elyse’s cheeks. She hesitated, her fingers lingering on the sp of her bra. Jayden took a step back, his tone firm. “If you’re not sure, get dressed. Don’t behave as if I’m pressuring you.”


    Elyse paused, her lips parting slightly. With shaky hands, she finally unhooked her bra. Her breasts were gently freed from the confines of the fabric, and as they came into view, Jayden’s gaze intensified, his eyes turning a deep shade of passion as he reached out to her.


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