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Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1339
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Chapter 1339:

A palpable silence enveloped them, thick and oppressive, until Shaun finally turned to Jayden. “Seems your wife

doesn’t mince her words, does she?”

Jayden arched an eyebrow. “She speaks only the truth. Your devotion to Tracy hasn't exactly been compelling.

You seem far more entangled with Dolores and her brother.”

Shaun opened his mouth, perhaps to object, but no words cout. He turned away, leaving the room in a

hushed, heavy-footed retreat.

Watching his disheartened departure, Jayden quipped, “Seems like you've shattered him.”

Elyse snorted. “Shattered? Please. I've barely scratched the surface. The man’s as brittle as early morning frost.”

Jayden chuckled, his arm snaking around Elyse’s waist. “I'm a bit delicate myself,” he murmured playfully. “Mind

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if | stay over tonight, darling?”

Shaun slumped into his car, pulled a cigarette from the pack, and lit it. Smoke curled from his lips as he stared

through the windshield, his eyes vacant and haunted. Had he really been so blind? Was his trust in Lowell and

Dolores truly his greatest folly?

Tracy's parting words echoed back at him—she had offered him one last chance just before she vanished. He had

clung to that hope more fiercely than anything else in his life, yearning for a fresh start with her. For half a year,

he had wrestled with the reality of her demise, immersing himself in the endless tide of work to escape the grip

of his grief.

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Yet, the harder he tried to bury those haunting thoughts, the more aggressively they surged back into his

consciousness, particularly in the solitude of night. A relentless tidal wave of longing swept over him, threatening

to engulf his very being.

He hadn't realized that the absence of someone could manifest so physically, so oppressively. It was as though a

mountain of stone weighed down upon his chest. This yearning tortured him, a slow, excruciating throb that

seemed intent on consuming him from within.

“Tracy, are you hiding from me? Don’t you wish to seeanymore?” he whispered into the void. The silence

that followed was deafening.

The cigarette dwindled to the filter. With a sigh, Shaun stubbed it out and fired up the engine.

He had only traveled a hundred yards when the steering wheel abruptly slackened under his grip. He stomped

on the brakes, to no avail.

With a thunderous crash, the car barreled into a wall.

Inside the house, Jayden and Elyse paused their discussion about sleeping arrangements as the crash echoed

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through the walls. They stood frozen.

“What was that, Driscoll?” Jayden queried.

“I'll find out, sir,” Driscoll responded with due respect.

Moments later, Driscoll returned, his complexion ghostly. “It's Shaun. His car has demolished the back garden

wall!”

Elyse inhaled sharply. “Is this sform of retaliation?” With a solemn nod, Driscoll replied, “No. He's

unconscious. I've called emergency. An ambulance is en route.”

As fear washed over Elyse, she clutched her chest. A terrifying realization dawned on her. She murmured,

“Moments ago, Shaun feared someone was out to end his life.”

Jayden and Elyse dashed outside, drawn by the chaos. They arrived just as the household staff and security were

wrestling open the car door to free Shaun, who lay slumped and unconscious.

Elyse gasped at the sight of Shaun, his face smeared with blood. “He's terribly hurt,” she cried out. .