?<strong>Chapter 601:</strong>


    Perched on the edge of the bed, Elyse lost herself in the haunting melodies of the violin, a gift from Cody. Her recent, profound sorrow seemed to fuel her performance, transforming her grief into music for over an hour.


    Watching her, Irving feltpelled to intervene. “You should rest,” he urged gently. “ying so long isn’t good for you right now.” As he spoke, he carefully took the violin from her grasp and offered her a ss of milk instead. “Driscoll sent this over. Drink it. It’ll help you regain some strength.”


    Elyse nced from her empty hands to the milk Irving held out, her lips curling in mild defiance. “I’m not in the mood for milk right now.”


    Irving, trying to maintain a firm stance, replied, “Please, no fussing now. Just drink it.”


    With a sigh, Elyse took the milk and sipped it slowly. Meanwhile, Peyton was adjusting to his mobility in a wheelchair, his leg now supported only by two slender boards instead of the full ster cast. He held a piece of paper, his curiosity piqued.


    “What’s this? It was stuck on your ward’s door the whole time.”


    After reading the note, Peyton’s expression darkened instantly. Elyse, quick to notice the shift in his demeanor, pressed him, “What does it say? You look so pale all of a sudden.”


    Peyton hesitated, torn between hiding the contents and revealing them. Elyse was tired of secrets, tired of being shielded as if ignorance would spare her further pain.


    She felt they were just treating her as if she were too clueless to handle the situation herself. She extended her hand toward Peyton and demanded, “What is it? Show me.”


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    “I really don’t think that’s a good idea,” Peyton hesitated, reluctant to hand it over.


    “Just give it to me,” Elyse insisted sharply.


    Peyton’s hands shook with apprehension. He thought to himself that Elyse was bing increasingly like Jayden—intimidating and fierce when angry. Reluctantly, Peyton handed the piece of paper to Elyse.


    Taking the paper, Elyse discovered it was a story. The main character was also named Elyse Lloyd. In the narrative, this fictional Elyse was portrayed as a scheming woman who stole her sister’s fiancé and tarnished him, only to entangle herself romantically with her sister’s new boyfriend as well, juggling two rtionships simultaneously.


    The story ended with her character making a mess of things and ending up beaten and hospitalized.


    Elyse couldn’t help but find the situation somewhat amusing. She picked up the paper, looked at Peyton, and asked, “This was taped to my ward door?”


    Peyton nodded affirmatively. “Yes, I saw it as soon as I got here.”


    With a grim expression, Elyse slipped into her slippers and strode out of the ward. When she emerged, she found each ward door was adorned with a piece of paper bearing the same story. As Elyse walked past several of them, she methodically tore each sheet down.


    During this, Driscoll hurried back from Jayden’s ward where he had been delivering items. Spotting Elyse, Driscoll approached her with evident concern.


    “Mrs. Owen, someone has posted a story on multiple floors, with you cast as the viinous lead. They’re quite nderous. I’m on my way to investigate the culprit.”


    “There’s no need,” Elyse interjected, her voice cold, eyes shing with anger. “Gather all the copies and burn them. I know who did this.”


    Driscoll opened his mouth to question her further, but Elyse was already striding toward the elevator, not looking back.


    “Don’t worry, I’ll keep an eye on her,” Peyton said, maneuvering his wheelchair to follow swiftly. Irving trailed behind, worried that Elyse might face some mishap.


    Reaching the 17th floor and finding no sign of Mabel, Elyse quickly inquired about Glenda’s location. Upon discovering Glenda was on the 2nd floor, she went straight there without hesitation.


    Upon arriving, Elyse walked directly to Glenda’s ward, where Glenday unconscious. Mabel was there, pen in hand, crafting yet another defamatory narrative about Elyse.


    Now married to Jayden, Elyse was off-limits for direct confrontation, prompting Mabel to resort to such devious tactics to provoke her.


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