?<strong>Chapter 1224:</strong>


    Ignoring Peyton’sments, Jayden was already nning a breakfast spread for Elyse that included an extra helping of bacon and sausages. He hurried back to his room with the food.


    Elyse was awake, sitting on the bed, her gaze unfocused. Jayden approached with a bright smile, holding up the tray. “Honey, I brought you breakfast. Eat something while it’s still hot.”


    Elyse massaged her forehead and nced at the tray dismissively. “I’m not hungry. You eat.”


    Jayden’s concern deepened upon seeing her disinterest. “Are you okay? Should I get Peyton to check on you?”


    “No, it’s not necessary,” Elyse murmured, her voice t. “I just don’t feel like eating.”


    Jayden urged gently, “Please, try to eat something. You know you haven’t been well.”


    Elyse’s patience thinned, her tone resigned. “Jayden, I think we should go our separate ways.”


    Her statement hung in the air, not as a question or a challenge, but as a simple, definitive deration. Jayden’s voice cracked slightly, his emotions barely contained. “Why?”


    Elyse sighed, her fatigue evident. “I’m tired, Jayden. I can’t do this anymore. We need to part ways.”


    Panicking, Jayden offered a quick solution. “You just need some space, right? I’ll go now, and you can have some peace. I’ll check on youter this afternoon.”


    Elyse’s voice was resolute. “I’m talking about us—in any form. It’s time to end everything.”


    Jayden was baffled. “Why? We’ve cleared up the misunderstandings. We can sit down and discuss everything.”


    Leaning back against her pillow, Elyse’s tone was dismissive. “I don’t want to discuss anything with you.” A wave of panic surged through Jayden, fearing that her feelings for him had changed. Yet he couldn’t ept it. He approached her, his voice tinged with desperation. “Can’t we solve anything with a conversation?”


    Frustration shed in Elyse’s eyes. “Now you want to talk? What about all those times I tried to reach out and you shut me down? You dictated the start and the end. Why should I have to dance to your tune?”


    Jayden shook his head, trying to exin. “That’s not what I meant. I just wanted to sort everything out and then discuss it with you—all at once.”


    Elyse’s patience snapped. “Did you ever consider how agonizing it was for me, waiting for your exnation?” As Jayden reached out to her, she swiftly pulled her hand back.


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