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Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

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At that moment, Elyse turned to find Edward and Jayden conspiring quietly, their conversation intimate and

muted. She quirked an eyebrow. “What are you two conspiring about over here so covertly?”

Jayden sported a sly smirk. “He said | threw him off.” Edward, rolling his eyes, shot back, “He claimed | make him

sick.”

Elyse, annoyed by their constant squabbling, turned away with an exasperated sigh, silently wishing they would

just concentrate on the task at hand.

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After locking up the shop, Anthony headed straight for home. His hwasn’t located in town; instead, he drove

to a secluded wooded spot near a large ranch.

As they approached, a cabin with an adjoining shed cinto view, the latter packed with expertly shaped wood

for violin crafting.

Anthony, anxious, pounded on the door, his voice desperate. “Dad, please open up! I'm here. Don’t frighten me

—don’t do anything rash!”

Standing in the yard, Elyse and the others wore expressions of deep concern, the gravity of the situation bearing

down on them.

“Did you bring the violin back?” a rugged yet strained voice called from inside.

“Uh... not exactly. | brought the buyer with me. She’s here to discuss it with you,” Anthony responded, giving

Elyse a quick, anxious glance.

Recognizing his hint, Elyse stepped forward, her tone composed yet deferential. “Sir, | would like to purchase this

violin. The tale of its origin moveddeeply. It deserves a hwhere it will be valued. Could | possibly

convince you to sell it to me?”

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A profound silence enveloped the room following Elyse’s earnest appeal. Anthony's father appeared

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contemplative, the seconds stretching into eternity.

At length, he replied, his voice measured and thoughtful, “I once vowed to keep this violin safe for a man until he

could reclaim it. Yes, | had consented to let my son sell it to you, but I've reconsidered.”

Elyse’s expression showed her confusion. “But why? You had decided to part with it, hadn't you?”

With a weary sigh, Anthony's father explained, tinged with regret, “During a nap, | dreamt that this man

reproachedfor not keeping my word. It leftrestless, and now, selling it doesn’t feel right.”

Elyse frowned, clearly concerned. “Why did he change his mind? What's going on?”

Anthony shook his head, worry in his voice. “I don’t know. | need to go check on him and make sure he doesn’t

do something drastic.”