?<strong>Chapter 918:</strong>


    Elyse took a sip of water and then copsed onto the couch, her face showing annoyance. “This is all because of you. You made me sick.”


    “You’re right; it’s all on me. I should have taken better care of you,” Jayden replied, his voice filled with regret as he patted Elyse’s head.


    Elyse’s eyes shifted yfully. “If you truly feel sorry, then take me back. I deeply miss my friends and instructor.”


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    “No, just rest here quietly.”


    Jayden paused and then added, “If the couch isn’tfortable, I can carry you back to the bedroom.”


    Elyse pouted. “I don’t like it here. It feels suffocating.”


    “Honey, it’s still not safe out there. Until I’m sure it’s safe, I can’t let you go outside,” Jayden said, noticing her sad look. He sighed, feeling helpless. “I’m sorry. I don’t like this either, but I can’t risk putting you in danger again.”


    Elyse sighed helplessly. “Alright, I get it. Let’s not talk about it anymore.” She added quietly, “You don’t look too good yourself.”


    Jayden chuckled and yfully tapped her nose before sitting beside her to resume his work.


    Under the effects of her medication, Elyse quickly felt sleepy and soon fell asleep.


    Three hourster, Jayden took a break from his work to check his unread messages on his phone.


    Tobin had sent a message saying, “Heads up, Corriends tonight at the airport at 10 p.m. Not surprised she’sing after you guys.”


    Jayden responded with a frosty smirk and a brief “Got it,” then returned to his work. First Brook, and now Corrie was on her way. It seemed Enzo really was restless. Yet, it wasn’t enough. For Jayden, only Enzo arriving personally would truly matter; the rest were trivial.


    “Ugh, I’m starving.” Elyse’s groggy but whiny voice interrupted Jayden’s thoughts.


    He looked over and noticed she appeared much better. “Feeling better?” he asked, concerned.


    “Much, but I’m really hungry now,” Elyse replied as she sat up and rubbed her stomach.


    Jayden reached out to touch her stomach as well, but she pped his hand away. He withdrew his hand and said, “I’ll get some food for you now. Just a moment.”


    Elyse nodded and settled back on the sofa. She yfully poked his shoulder while watching him work. Jayden turned to her. “What’s up?”


    “My phone was taken by Brook, and now I don’t have one. I need to message my teacher to let them know I’m safe,” Elyse exined.


    Jayden handed Elyse his phone. “I’ve been updating them about your safety daily, so they know you’re okay. As for your phone, I’ll try to retrieve it for you.”


    Elyse took Jayden’s phone, but being well-mannered, she resisted the urge to look through his messages. Instead, she quietly opened a simple game and began ying.


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