?<strong>Chapter 580:</strong>


    Elyse was worried sick, longing to get to Jayden’s side. However, she felt too frail, requiring Gavin’s help as they made their way to Jayden’s hospital ward.


    Upon awakening, Jayden appeared notably feeble and pallid.


    Peyton and Clive sat at both ends of the bed. They watched over his bedside and took photos with their phones right before him.


    Formerly, whenever Jayden fell ill or injured himself, he looked as if all was well. Even when he was stabbed with a dagger, he didn’t stay in bed to recuperate. He only stayed two days in the wheelchair, then he was up and walked around.


    But this time around, he couldn’t move a muscle. He was severely impaired.


    “Wipe those pictures off your phone, morons!” Jayden said in a frail but annoyed tone.


    Peyton wasn’t aware that Elyse was already in the room. He stared at the pictures on his phone and said in a satisfied and mocking voice, “You want me to take down these awful-looking pictures? Alright then. Just meet me when you’ve rejuvenated properly. But until then, I’ll keep them for my own satisfaction.”


    Clive, concurring with Peyton, took more pictures.


    Jayden made a scraping sound with his teeth and said, “Assholes!”


    Just as Peyton was about to say something, it urred to him that someone else was present in the room. Only then did he turn around and see a debilitated Elyse.


    He immediately put his phone away and dragged Clive, saying, “Stop! Let’s give them space and time.”


    As soon as Clive saw Elyse, a glint of worry shed through his eyes.


    Clive and Peyton contemted if they should let Jayden know about the demise of his baby on Elyse’s ount. But when Jayden regained consciousness, they could not tell him.


    Now that Elyse was present, they both deemed it fit to leave the room and give them privacy so that Elyse and Jayden could have a conversation.


    Just as they were leaving, Peyton ran into Irving and Gavin, bowing to them in greeting.


    Clive was so anxious as he stared at the door of the ward. He asked, “Do you think Jayden would go nuts if he knows the truth about the unborn baby?”


    Peyton answered, “He may go nuts, but not to the extent of raving mad. Jayden is quick-witted to predict Enzo’s goals.”


    The more he spoke about it, the less optimistic he felt.


    Meanwhile, in the ward, Elyse walked slowly to the bedside. She took a chair and sat by Jayden’s side.


    Observing her slow but steady movements, his eyes turned red. He stretched out his hand and took hers.


    “What happened? Why is your hand cold?” Jayden’s tone was hoarse.


    However, to Elyse, it sounded reassuring.


    With tears welling up in her eyes, she looked down and answered calmly, “I was operated on. The doctor advised that I take a break for days. My body needs rest to recuperate.”


    Jayden went silent for a minute, after which he asked, “What sort of operation?”


    “An abortion.” A tear ran down her cheek as Elyse replied.


    Jayden cleaned the tears away from her eyes.


    He asked again, seeming confused even after hearing her reply, “What kind of surgery?”


    “A medical abortion,” Elyse answered again, her lips trembling, tears rolling down her cheeks and falling on the sheets, leaving obscure blotches.


    She tried holding back the pain as she said, “Our baby is dead. I waspelled to go into the operating room by Corrie and her men. I couldn’t escape. It was torture to lose our baby.”


    The more Elyse spoke, the more grief she felt, and the more tears heavily rolled down her cheeks.


    Jayden wanted to console her and let her know that they would have another child and that everything would be alright.


    However, he couldn’t bring himself to say it.


    He was enveloped with sadness, one that rendered him bereft of speech.


    All he could do at that point was embrace her tightly and let her tears roll down freely.


    Elyse’s tears were like tiny droplets of hot coal that burned through him.


    Jayden fought back the tears and refused to be enveloped by gloominess.


    He stared at the ceiling until his eyes began to hurt.


    He finally said, “I assure you, I won’t let them get away with this. Those who killed our baby won’t get away with this.”


    Jayden wouldn’t forgive anyone who had a hand in the death of his baby!


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