?<strong>Chapter 884:</strong>


    Jayden, a tall man, remained seated, avoiding her gaze, and whispered timidly, “I was concerned about your hand hurting.”


    Elyse sneered, “If you hadn’t angered me, would I be this mad?”


    Once again, Jayden was silent.


    Her frustration grew as sheshed out with a kick, eximing, “I’ve said so much, yet you remain silent. It seems you’ll never be honest. Maybe you’ll keep your secrets forever!”


    Jayden quietly responded, “I’ll exin everythingter.”


    “Later! Later!” Elyse gritted her teeth with each repetition, her anger not subsiding. “Why are you still sitting here? I need to rest. Staying any longer with you might just kill me from frustration,” she dered vehemently. Elyse’s fury erupted loudly.


    Jayden promptly signaled the driver outside to start driving.


    The driver, aware that Jayden often had yful ns in the car, had been waiting nearby. He hadn’t anticipated a quick summons. Had something gone wrong? The driver looked back in confusion, but Elyse immediately reprimanded him.


    “Why are you staring? Keep your eyes on the road! If we’re not back in ten minutes, both you and Jayden are out of this car!”


    Realizing the severity of the situation, the driver quickly focused on the road, pondering Jayden’s significant troubles with Elyse this time.


    The driver, sensing the tension, hurried to their destination.


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    Once out of the car, Elyse wrapped her arms around herself and marched into the house, with Jayden trailing close behind.


    They arrived at her bedroom door, where Elyse spun around to face Jayden, who had managed to keep up with her. She raised an eyebrow and challenged him, “We’re both single now. Do you really think it’s a good idea toe in?”


    Persistent as ever, Jayden responded with a sly grin, “There’s plenty of room. Your bed could fit five people.”


    Elyse scoffed dismissively, “I’m not sharing a bed with you. You’ll have to sleep alone.”


    Undeterred, Jayden proposed apromise. “What if I sleep on the floor? I just need to stay nearby to keep you safe.”


    Elyse rolled her eyes. Letting Jayden into her room seemed like the riskiest option. Did he really think she was oblivious to his intentions?


    Without another word, she slipped into her room and swiftly locked the door behind her.


    Outside, Jayden lingered by the shut door, feeling somewhat aggrieved. He had thought Elyse might appreciate his offer to look after her.


    Later, after freshening up, Elyse’s stomach rumbled, reminding her she’d barely eaten at the banquet. She unlocked her door and headed for the kitchen. No sooner had she opened the door than she stepped on something unexpectedly soft. A muffled yelp of pain erupted from below.


    Shocked, she looked down to see Jayden lying on the floor at her doorstep.


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