Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 891

Chapter 891:

When Elyse glimpsed his face, a shudder of terror seized her.

The man had the garish red lips and ghastly pale complexion of the walking dead, his slightly curled locks

blurring the lines of gender from a distance. A grotesque scar marred his forehead, lending him an unsettling

aura.

Shaking with fear, Elyse stammered, “Who—who are you? You're clearly not with Jayden. How did you infiltrate

this place?”

“Quite boldly, | might add,” the gardener chuckled darkly, revealing his sinister intentions. “After eliminating the

real gardener and stealing his identity, | simply strolled in. Mr. Hudson sends his regards, along with an invitation

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for a meal. Would you be interested in joining?”

“No sane person would,” Elyse snapped, before racing off.

As she sprinted, her screams pierced the air, prompting the villa’s servants to converge on the source of the

disturbance.

The gardener sauntered forward, his eyes fixed on the servants, all well-trained fighters. He declared

menacingly, “It makes no difference whether you're bodyguards or mercenaries. I'm going to end each of your

lives.”

One of the servants urgently grasped Elyse’s hand, urging, “Ms. Lloyd, you must leave immediately! Mr. Owen

has been absent for stime, and it's necessary that you avoid capture!”

As they made their escape from the villa, the servant maintained a firm grip on her hand.

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Elyse, taken aback, turned to her and inquired, “Aren’t you the maid at Jayden’s villa in Watscar? The one who

regularly cleans the corridors? Is that really you?”

Tears welled up in the maid’s eyes as they continued to flee. Between breaths, she confirmed, “Yes, it's me. I'm

touched that you remembered. | accompanied Mr. Owen to Manfek to serve you. It’s been a long tsince you

were home, and everyone is longing for your return.”

In that moment, Elyse recognized the familiar layout and decorations of the villa. They mirrored those of their

Watscar residence. She realized why she had navigated the villa effortlessly upon her arrival, from finding her

room to locating the dining hall.

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It dawned on her that Jayden had orchestrated everything in secret.

Elyse’s emotions were a tangled mess, barely settling when she spotted a parked car by the roadside not far

ahead. A man stood silently beside it, cigarette dangling from his fingers, its ember glowing sporadically.

Taking a few steps forward, Elyse abruptly halted as the maid stepped protectively in front of her.

“Ms. Lloyd, you should escape. I'll handle this. Nothing's going to happen to you.” The maid, who had traveled to

Manfek solely for Elyse’s sake, was resolute in her commitment to protect her, especially now in the face of

danger.

Elyse eyed the man with a look of mixed emotions. “Brook, did you callfor this? Did you travel to Manfek just

to capture me?”