?<strong>Chapter 598:</strong>


    Seeing Elyse’s expression turn serious, Irving couldn’t hold back from defending her. “Mr. Tucker, there’s still three months until thepetition. Why put pressure on Elyse so early?”


    Cody looked up in surprise. “You’re quite protective of Elyse. Back when Gavin was in thepetition, you pushed him for a year, telling him to quit the music business if he lost. Seems you’ve learned to be more considerate now, eh?”


    Gavin shot Irving a disgusted look, remembering the past.


    Irving felt awkward at Cody’s words. He scratched his nose guiltily. “Well, Elyse isn’t Gavin. You can be gentle with her, but sometimes you gotta be tough with Gavin if he’s gonna improve.”


    Gavin red at Irving fiercely, silently vowing revenge.


    After chatting with Elyse for a bit, Cody stood up abruptly. “You’ve been married a while now, but I’ve yet to meet your husband. You know where Jayden is, right? Take me to see him.”


    Irving nodded. “Of course, Mr. Tucker, this way.”


    Irving led Cody out of the ward.


    Gavin lingered, turning to Elyse. “Take care of yourself, and don’t forget your beloved violin. It’ll give you strength.”


    Elyse nodded, then asked anxiously, “Did Mr. Tucker bring gifts just for me? What about you guys?”


    Gavin paused briefly, then chuckled. “Of course, we’ve got gifts too. They’re in the car. Don’t worry.”


    Elyse breathed a sigh of relief, and then curiously asked, “And Fiona?”


    “Fiona has gifts waiting as well. Mr. Tucker didn’t forget anyone,” Gavin assured her with a smile.


    Relieved, Elyse settled back onto the bed. The intense conversation with Cody had drained her. She was exhausted at this point.


    Gavin knew Elyse tended to overthink, so he reassured her, “Hey, no need to fret over thepetition. We’ve got a solid three months ahead. Even if your base isn’t rock-solid, with some serious practice during this stretch, your natural talent will bridge any gaps with the others.”


    Elyse blinked, uncertain, “Gavin, you seem so sure about me. Aren’t you worried I might not measure up?”


    Gavin shot back gently, “We’ve known each other for so long. Why wouldn’t I trust you? And whether you win or lose doesn’t hinge on my faith in you. Do you think you must win just because I believe in you?”


    Elyse looked puzzled. “But if you trust me, I feel like I have to deliver. Otherwise, what’s the point of your trust?”


    Gavin pondered a moment. “So, if I didn’t trust you, would you ck off and settle for less? Or would you fight for that best result?”


    Elyse hesitated, caught off guard. Even without support or belief, she’d still pick up her violin and y.


    Her love for it was unshakable!


    When Gavin noticed her staying quiet, he could tell she was figuring something out.


    Gavin smiled, “Trust is just trust. If you need my support, I’ll do what I can to help you chase your dream. The oue, though; that’s not on me.”


    With a reassuring smile, Gavin bent closer. “Even if things go sideways in thepetition, you’re still my friend. I’ll always have faith in you.”


    Elyse blushed at his belief in her.


    Gavin had a way of empowering others, giving them confidence when they needed it most.


    Elyse hoped she could someday exude that same kind of unwavering determination and strength.


    Seeing calm in her eyes, Gavin nodded. “Get some rest now. I’ll check on Jayden’s ward. Irving’s got a problem with Jayden. He might try to stir up trouble between Mr. Tucker and Jayden.”


    Curious, Elyse asked, “Gavin, do you have any problem with Jayden?”


    Gavin scratched his chin, mulling it over. “I do have reservations. He’s a tough nut to crack, distant. His role isn’t easy, though. He was just doing what he had to, I suppose.”


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