Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1560:

Jayden wasted no time and set someone to work. But by late morning, his efforts bore no fruit. Every potential lead seemed to have vanished into thin air.

“It’s strange,” Jayden admitted as he relayed the news. “I scoured the news archives going back twenty years. There’s nothing—absolutely nothing—about your father.”

“That’s bizarre,” Elyse murmured, her shock evident.

“Not really,” Jayden replied, his tone measured, though his eyes gleamed with suspicion. “If someone buried the information deliberately, it makes sense. But the fact there’s nothing at all? That reeks of guilt. Whoever’s behind this has skeletons in their closet, and they’re not ready for anyone to see them.”

“But what are they hiding?” Elyse wondered aloud, her voice barely above a whisper. “And what does it have to do with Mr. Tucker and my father?”

Jayden sat in silence for a moment, deep in thought. “Celeste knows something, but she won’t talk. That leaves Mr. Tucker. He was there—he’d know the truth.”

Elyse nodded slowly, as if the pieces of a vast puzzle were starting to fit together. “You’re right. I need to talk to him.”

An idea sparked in Elyse’s mind like a match catching flame. Without hesitation, she threw some essentials into a bag, got Cody’s address from Gavin, and dragged Jayden along for the ride.

As the plane soared through the clouds, she stared out of the window, her thoughts wandering. That dream haunted her still—vivid, unshakable.

Who was that man? Why hadn’t she felt fear in his presence? And why did his tortured cries stir a deep, unexplainable sorrow in her chest?

Her heart ached for answers.noveldrama

Jayden, having finished reviewing some documents, glanced at her, noticing the storm of confusion brewing in her eyes. He reached out and pulled her close, his voice gentle. “What’s eating you?”

“It’s that dream again,” Elyse murmured, leaning her head against his shoulder. “I just realized something… my dreams, they’re like… breadcrumbs. They’ve always led me to things I didn’t know I needed to find.”

She hesitated, her voice dropping to a soft murmur. “Take this, for example. If it weren’t for that dream, I probably would’ve brushed it all off—just said no without a second thought. Asking Mr. Tucker about the past wouldn’t have even crossed my mind.”

Jayden mulled this over. “Maybe it’s not just a dream. Maybe it’s… fate nudging you toward a truth you’re meant to uncover.”

Elyse nodded slowly, the curiosity in her gaze burning brighter. “I just hope it’s a story worth the chase.”

𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊: 𝖌ⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⫺𝖼𝗈𝗆

After four long hours in the air, Elyse and Jayden finally touched down. With nightfall settling over the city, they decided to call it a day and rest up before looking for Cody in the morning.

But sleep wasn’t kind to Elyse. The dream returned, even sharper this time—the man’s agony felt like a tangible weight pressing on her chest, his anguish raw enough to bleed into her own soul.

She awoke feeling stiff and sore, her body heavy with unrest. Jayden’s worried face hovered above her, his concern etched into every line. A faint, slow smile curved Elyse’s lips as she murmured, “That nightmare came back again.”

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