?<strong>Chapter 741:</strong>


    Jayden saw Elyse’s expression twist into one of disgust. He gently caressed her hair. “I’ll… find a different time toe over.”


    Elyse reacted sharply and violently. “You must be crazy!” she said and shoved Jayden back forcefully. She leaned against the wall, her breathing uneven and shallow.


    Ovee with emotion, Elyse burst into deep sobs.


    “Bastard! Why must you torment me? Do you see me as some throwaway ything?”


    Elyse hid her face in her hands, weeping. Gradually, her legs gave way, and she crumpled to the floor, crying without restraint.


    Just then, a patron approached the restroom and paused upon hearing Elyse’s distressed cry.


    Initially, the patron thought Elyse would calm down after a while and decided to wait. After ten minutes, however, Elyse was still crying just as hard.


    With no alternative, the patron summoned the staff.


    David hurried over to assess the situation and instantly recognized the person curled up on the floor. “Elyse!” he cried out, reaching out to her. “My dear friend, what has upset you so?”


    Hearing a known voice, Elyse raised her head. Her gaze locked with David’s as he stood over her. “Why are you here?” she stammered.


    “I work here,” David exined, squatting beside her. “Whenever I’m not off duty, you’re likely to find me around if youe by.” Noticing her swollen, tearstained eyes, he pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her.


    “A patron just told me there has been ady weeping near the restroom for quite some time,” David said with his eyes wide. “She said the restroom might flood with tears, so she asked me to help sort it out.”


    Elyse’s expression stiffened and tears welled up in her eyes again. At that moment, she felt torn between releasing her emotions and holding them back.


    David couldn’t help but chuckle as he watched Elyse bravely try to stop her tears. “Perhaps we could take our little weeping session elsewhere? Thatdy really needs to use the restroom.”


    A mix of embarrassment and distress washed over Elyse as she bent her head. She slowly got up and leaned on the nearby wall for support.


    David noticed her stiff legs and teased, “Legs gone numb?”


    Elyse nodded as tears still ran down her cheeks.


    David’sughter grew louder.


    Following David, she settled down by the window. He kindly brought her aplimentary hot chocte and asked with sincere interest, “What made you cry?”


    Sniffling, Elyse shared the details of her run-in with Jayden.


    As she spoke, a wave of empathy washed over David. “Your ex-husband is an absolute cad. He has no respect for you and treats you like you’re just an object to him.”


    Elyse nodded vigorously, feeling a sting from his words as they touched a tender spot.


    “Don’t put men on a pedestal,” David advised with sincerity. “There’s no perfect man out there, myself included. I have my ws too.”


    He paused for a moment then continued, “But you’re different. You’re like an angel, spreading hope and happiness. Don’t let any man take away your beautiful smile.”


    His words struck a chord with Elyse. She wiped away her tears, but her voice still carried a trace of sadness.


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