Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1557:

“That’s fine,” Elyse assured him. “I haven’t decided yet myself. We can take our time.”

After exchanging nods, Nick headed towards the elevator.

Elyse and Jayden decided to wait for the next one. Once back in their room, Elyse quickly unwrapped her burger and started eating.

Jayden yawned. “I’m off to shower and then to bed.”

“Okay,” Elyse mumbled, her mouth still full of burger.

By 11 p.m., Elyse slipped under the covers beside Jayden, quickly falling asleep.

Yet her sleep was anything but restful.

A man’s voice, full of pain and warning, echoed in her dream, saying, “She’s a liar. Don’t trust her. Stay away from her. Stay away from the liar!”

Confused and lost in the dark, Elyse called out, “Who are you? Who’s the liar? Who should I avoid? Tell me!”

No answer came. Alone in the oppressive dark of her dream, a figure slowly began to emerge…

Elyse’s eyes grew wide as she watched the figure slowly come to life before her, eventually towering over her with an imposing, humanoid shape.

This figure shimmered like a beacon, a radiant mass of white light. Despite squinting, Elyse could only make out a manlike shape.

She stared at the luminous presence for what seemed like an eternity, until it struck her—she should have bolted right off the bat. Yet, she wasn’t afraid. Instead, a strange impulse nudged her closer.

With a puzzled tilt of her head, she stepped forward, her hand reaching out as if drawn by a magnet, to caress the figure’s face.

Surprisingly, the figure stooped, indulging her touch.

But as her fingers met the figure, there was no solid contact, just a pleasant warmth that spread through her fingertips.

Driven by curiosity, Elyse ventured, “Who are you? Do we know each other?”

The figure remained silent for a moment, then stood tall and declared, “That woman is a liar. Keep your distance. Get out of here and find a safe place.”

“And who might you be talking about?” Elyse pressed.

“It’s her. She hurt me. Make sure she doesn’t get away…” These final words hung in the air as the figure faded away.

With the disappearance of the figure, the warmth vanished too, and darkness wrapped around Elyse once again.

As she realized she was in a dream and began to look for a way out, the scene morphed around her.noveldrama

Now, Elyse found herself amidst buildings and decor that were both grand and stunning, reminiscent of the National Concert Hall but uniquely different.

Standing there, bewildered, she spotted a little girl in a fancy gown. Despite appearing only seven or eight years old, the girl’s eyes bore a maturity far beyond her years.

Elyse touched her nose, intrigued. It was odd—though she couldn’t see anyone clearly, she could feel the weight of their gaze. What a bizarre dream.

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