?<strong>Chapter 476:</strong>


    “You’re back early. Allow me to prepare your afternoon tea,” Driscoll deliberately avoided Elyse’s question and started to retreat towards the kitchen.


    “The maid’s already preparing some food for me. You don’t have to worry about it,” Elyse informed him calmly.


    Hearing this, Driscoll stopped in his tracks, shed her an awkward smile, and asked stiffly, “Then how else may I help you? You seem to have something on your mind.”


    Elyse didn’t want to beat around the bush. “I just heard some angry noises in the study. What happened?”


    Driscoll averted his eyes embarrassedly and was unable to say anything for a long time. Finally, he furtively murmured, “It’s not appropriate for me to talk about this with you. It’d be best if you talked to Mr. Owen instead.”


    With that, Driscoll excused himself and left quickly. He was afraid that if he stayed a second longer, Elyse would interrogate him.


    Because she wasn’t able to get any useful information out of Driscoll, Elyse couldn’t help but nce pensively in the direction of the study.


    Indeed, why not ask Jayden directly? But the two had just had a fierce quarrel. Would Jayden be willing to talk?


    After hesitating for a long time, Elyse finally decided to bite the bullet and look for answers from her husband. While they did just have a big fight, they were still a couple at the end of the day. If anything bad happened to Jayden, she’d feel terribly guilty.


    This line of thinking was what eventually convinced Elyse to knock on the door of the study. “Come in,” came a deep voice from within the room.


    Jayden nced up from hisputer and was a little surprised when he saw her, but the emotionsted only for a moment. The next second, his expression was as indifferent and unreadable as usual.


    “What’s going on? Is something bothering you?” she said, walking up to Jayden’s desk. “We’re a couple, Jayden. I’m willing to share your burdens with you.”


    Jayden frowned slightly. “Did Driscoll say something to you?”


    “No, I can just tell that something’s wrong,” Elyse said in frustration. “Jayden, I’m your wife. Please, you have to trust me. If there’s something bothering you, just tell me. We’ll face it together, okay?”


    As long as Jayden was willing to tell her what he was going through right now, she could forgive him for what he did. She subconsciously clenched her fists as she looked at Jayden, feeling both nervous and expectant, hoping that he’d open up to her.


    However, things went contrary to her wishes.


    When Jayden heard her heartfelt words, his first reaction was to question her. Annoyance flickering across his sharp eyes, he snapped, “Why do you have so much time on your hands? Stop prying into my affairs. You’re going to take part in the final tomorrow, right? Can you just focus on thepetition and mind your own business? Jesus!”


    Elyse felt her blood run cold, her eyes staring nkly at the man in front of her. This was thest oue she wanted. To add insult to injury, Jayden’s scowl widened.


    “Elyse, do you know how annoying you’ve beentely? And don’t forget about that matter between you and Pearce; I haven’t gotten even with you yet. Well, here’s an idea—why don’t you mind your own business?”


    All the color drained from Elyse’s face. “Wh-what did you mean?” she stammered.


    Jayden opened his mouth to respond when an email notification pinged on hisputer. His heart sank. He clicked on the email. He knew the sender—it was from Enzo’s old butler.


    The old butler had previously sent Jayden two emails for his grandpa, demanding that Jayden return to the Owen Group and fuse the Bayzee Group with it. Jayden had simply ignored the first two emails, but this third email was different.


    The threat in this email inexplicably set Jayden on edge. What did the old butler mean by saying that if Jayden didn’t agree to his demands, he’d destroy what Jayden held most dear? Even Jayden himself didn’t know what that was.


    He wasn’t afraid of what his grandpa might do to him, but he did fear what he might do to the people around him.


    Seeing that Jayden was distracted by something on hisputer, Elyse bit her lip and asked in a low voice, “Jayden, have you forgotten that I’m your wife? What do you really think of me? All the love we shared between us—was it all fake?”


    Jayden was already pissed by the email, so Elyse’s questioning only served to add fuel to the me.


    “I used to think you were my wife,” he snapped impatiently, “but now, I don’t know anymore. I’ll let you know if your status changes.”


    Elyse fell silent, feeling as though Jayden had taken a knife and stabbed it into her heart a million times over. She wanted to ask Jayden if he meant what he said. Did he still love her? But she didn’t dare to utter the words. She was afraid that if she did, his answer would kill her.


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