?<strong>Chapter 604:</strong>


    After Elyse left Glenda’s ward, Peyton had something he wanted to say to her but hesitated several times before stopping himself.


    Seeing him hesitate, Elyse crossed her arms and said, “If you have something to say, just say it.”


    Peyton scratched the back of his head and said awkwardly, “Jayden wanted to see you. He wants to see how someone like you—whom he perceives as weak—managed to overpower Mabel and pin her down.”


    Elyse gave a cold snort. “So, I have to demonstrate it to him just because he wants to see it?”


    Just as she finished speaking, the elevator doors opened. She walked out with her arms crossed and a cold, haughty expression, leaving Peyton and Irving exchanging bewildered looks.


    Irving said with uncertainty, “Is she still angry?”


    Peyton replied with equal uncertainty, “Yes, and when she’s angry, she would put on a long face, just like Jayden.”


    Irving patted Peyton and smiled. “She is Jayden’s wife. How can she not be like him?”


    “You don’t get it, man,” Peyton said, sighing. Dealing with Jayden was hard enough; having another “Jayden” around was a depressing thought for him.


    Upon returning to her ward, Elysey back on the bed, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and tried to calm herself down.


    Fifteen minutester, the door to the ward opened. Jayden wheeled himself to her bedside.


    Elyse cracked her eyes open, nced at Jayden, and asked indifferently, “What are you doing here?”


    Jayden reached out and held Elyse’s hand. “I came to know how you overpowered Mabel and beat the crap out of her.”


    Elyse snorted, clearly displeased, “Are you here to scold me?”


    Jayden shook his head. “No, I’m here to check if you’re injured.”


    Elyse curled her lips. “I wasn’t defeated, so there’s no need to worry.”


    Jayden chuckled and gently pinched her cheek. He said with frustration, “Can’t I be concerned about you when you fight someone?”


    Ignoring his question, Elyse responded with dissatisfaction, “You’re still a patient. Shouldn’t you be resting in bed instead ofing to see me as you please?”


    “Hey!” Noticing the defiant look on her face, Jayden became intrigued. He cupped her face with both hands and studied her for a moment before asking, “Are you upset? Why not tell me what’s bothering you? I’ll help you sort it out.”


    “I don’t need your help.” Pulling away from his hands, Elyse pointed at the bandage on his abdomen and advised, “Just focus on your recovery and stop wandering about. What if your wound bes infected?”


    Jayden sighed. “I asked you toe see me, but you refused.”


    “I just didn’t want to,” Elyse dered, wrapping herself in the covers.


    At this, Jayden gently tapped her head and asked cautiously, “Are you really that upset?”


    Elyse continued to ignore Jayden.


    Jayden’s concern was dismissed by Elyse, but he wasn’t offended. He simply felt that she was troubled by what Mabel had done.


    After chatting with Mabel for a bit, Glenda urged her to go home.


    Once Mabel had left, Glenda no longer felt like staying at the hospital. She pulled out her phone and dialed Lanny’s number.


    When Lanny answered Glenda’s call, he was still drinking. He slurred, “What’s up?”


    “Where are you? I’lle to you,” Glenda said without showing any emotion.


    Lanny scoffed. “Why would you want toe here? Aren’t you the one who wants a divorce? Just keep your distance. Don’t even think about getting any of my money.”


    Glenda’s expression darkened. “I ran into Elyse. She hates us to the core. I think J has told her everything about her parents.”


    Lanny, unhurried, took another gulp of his beer and remarked, “So what? It doesn’t matter. None of the ones I n to kill will survive.”


    “Where are you? Let’s meet and discuss this. We can’t let J live. She’ll only pose a threat to us if she survives,” Glenda stated firmly, her eyes showing a hint of ruthlessness.


    Raising his eyebrows, Lanny inquired, “What? Do you want to team up with me now? Weren’t you nning to leave?”


    Glenda admitted openly, “If you fail, I’ll be Elyse’s next target. She won’t let us go.”


    Lanny burst into loudughter before replying, “Alright, I’ll give you an address. Come and meet me. I need to act soon. The sooner I act, the sooner I can rest easy.”


    .


    .


    .