?<strong>Chapter 504:</strong>


    Jayden hugged Elyse tightly. “If the child is yours, I’ll give it the best of everything.”


    Elyse felt a strange difort as she listened. Her heart remained unmoved. Once, such words would have filled her with joy, spurring dreams of motherhood.


    With these thoughts, Elyse gently pushed Jayden away, creating space between them.


    She chose not to share her current thoughts. Curling under the nket, she murmured, “I’m tired. I need to sleep.”


    Jayden tucked the nket around her. “Why are you also in the hospital?” he inquired.


    “My baby’s not doing well,” Elyse exined softly. “The doctor advised I stay here to stabilize the pregnancy.”


    Jayden nodded and smoothed her disheveled bangs. After sitting with her a while, she drifted into sleep.


    Jayden, nning to leave, suddenly had a realization. He stood up, abandoning his wheelchair, and wheeled it out.


    At the door, Clive was waiting. Surprised at the sight, he blurted out, “Aren’t you supposed to keep pretending to be disabled?”


    Jayden, scratching his head in frustration, replied, “Why bother? She knows the truth now.”


    He nced around and asked, “Where’s that guy?”


    Clive responded, “You’re asking about that Irving? He left. imed he was too worn out and needed some time to process things.”


    He then cast several worried looks at Jayden’s injured abdomen and asked, “That wound reopened when you saved Elyse, didn’t it? Can you please listen to your doctor and stay in bed to heal?”


    Jayden settled back into his wheelchair. “Where’s that driver? Push me over to him,” he demanded.


    Raising an eyebrow, Clive replied, “He’s at the usual spot. Shaun caught him trying to flee the scene. The fool tried to end his own life after missing Elyse. Thankfully, Shaun stopped him.”


    “That might just be the key to unraveling my suspicions.” Jayden massaged his temples. A suspect was forming in his mind, but he hesitated to act without concrete proof.


    Before heading out with Jayden, Clive instructed the guards to keep a close eye on Elyse.


    Upon seeing the driver, who had been harshly interrogated, Jayden felt it wasn’t enough. The driver had targeted Elyse instead of him, and for that, Jayden thought he deserved damnation.


    The next morning, Elyse awoke feeling her stomach churn with hunger.


    Just then, Driscoll walked into her room carrying breakfast.


    Noticing her awake, he inquired, “How was your sleep? Everything okay?”


    Elyse nodded, her eyes fixed on the lunchbox. She confessed, “I’m famished. Feels like I could devour everything in sight right now.”


    Driscollughed and set the lunchbox down promptly. “Upon hearing about your pregnancy, the chef woke early to prepare this breakfast especially for you.”


    Elyse beamed. “I’m really looking forward to it. His cooking never disappoints.”


    Driscoll, wearing a warm smile, ced the dishes on the table before stepping out to fetch some drinking water.


    As he passed by Jayden’s ward, he noticed it was empty. Shaking his head, he muttered, “Mr. Owen really doesn’t look after himself.”


    At that moment, Jayden was seated in a car, Clive beside him. They were heading to Jayden’s grandpa’s ce.


    Clive had been up all night and, battling fatigue, yawned heavily. “You’re heading there just like this? Aren’t you worried about what your grandpa might do?”


    Jayden, leaning back with his eyes closed for a brief rest, responded with calm assurance, “He has been trying to take me out for years. He won’t stop whether I visit him or not. So why not just show up at his doorstep?”


    Clive, reminded of another urgent matter, added, “By the way, Elyse is really suffering from severe morning sickness. She’s probably finished with breakfast by now. Shouldn’t you give her a call since you’re not there?”


    “Severe morning sickness?” Jayden seemed puzzled by the term, prompting him to look it up online. After understanding, he eximed in frustration, “That darn baby! Always causing trouble ever since she got pregnant. How dare it make Elyse go through so much!”


    Clive, at a loss for words and folding his arms, questioned, “So, what are you suggesting? That she should terminate the pregnancy because the baby is ‘evil’? You know Elyse adores it. I doubt she’d agree to that.”


    After a moment’s reflection, Jayden conceded, “If she wants to keep it, then we’ll keep it.”


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