?<strong>Chapter 835:</strong>


    She then cocked her head, her voice filled with false innocence. “Did he ever behave like that with you? Was he always this insatiable? Did he have a particr way he preferred?”


    Elyse reached her limit. “Have you lost your mind? Why do you keep weaving me into your personal dramas? What’s this obsession with my history? Is there an issue with you?”


    Regretting her decision to order so soon, Elyse realized she could have avoided this distressing conversation.


    Aarya’s voice took on a whining tone as she prodded, “Why won’t you share your stories about him with me?”


    Annoyed, Elyse retorted, “Is it because you can’t control Jayden that you keep pestering me?”


    “No, of course not,” Aarya quickly replied, denying the suggestion.


    Elyseughed derisively upon hearing her adamant denial. If Aarya truly had Jayden in check, Elyse would not be enduring his advances.


    Sitting amidst the tension, the thought of being ensnared in a love triangle with Jayden and Aarya disgusted Elyse. She stated firmly, with a stern look, “You’ve enjoyed yourself enough. Now, please let me eat in peace.”


    Aarya gazed intently at Elyse, her expression shifting into a forced smile. “I hope you’ve truly let go of Jayden. If your affections are as misleading as your assertions, and it turns out you still harbor feelings for him, the consequences are on you.”


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    After saying this, Aarya began to walk away.


    Elyse, determined not to let her leave this time, grasped Aarya’s arm and pulled her back to her seat. She leaned in, her hands pressing down on the table as she looked firmly at Aarya.


    “My feelings about Jayden are irrelevant to you. Since you cannot grasp his affection, you attempt to dominate other women. It shows your frailty.”


    Aarya’s face was a mix of anger and humiliation. She clenched her teeth. “Elyse, no one has ever dared to speak to me like this before!”


    Elyse, unimpressed, raised an eyebrow and grabbed Aarya by the cor to get a closer look at the marks scattered from her neck to her chest.


    Aarya, momentarily flustered, quickly recovered, puffing out her chest to disy the marks proudly.


    “You seem to care a lot,” she taunted, her voiceced with challenge. “Jayden can’t help himself around me. He marks me despite my protests. Why can’t he be gentle?”


    Releasing her grip, Elyse stared coldly at her. “So, what are you trying to say?”


    Aarya seized the moment, her voice dripping with faux annoyance. “Oh, Jayden really infuriated mest night. He promised to save our first time for our wedding night, but he just couldn’t hold back. And he was so rough, no tenderness at all.”


    Elyse’s reply was frosty, “First time? Whose first time are we talking about? Yours? His? Do either of you even have a first time left to im? Please, don’t degrade the term.”


    Realizing she was being mocked, Aarya’s face turned crimson with rage. She mmed her hand down on the table and stood up sharply. “You’re just jealous! That’s what this is about, isn’t it? You’re trying to make me look bad because you can’t stand it.”


    Elyse simply crossed her arms and smirked, amused by the outburst. “Jealous of you? Really now, what exactly is there to envy?”


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