Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1387:

Just then, Felicia strolled in, her presence radiating warmth. The moment her eyes landed on Victor, her face brightened with delight.

“Oh, Victor! Glad you made it!” she exclaimed, her tone brimming with affection.

“Come in, sit down. Let me get you a drink.”

Felicia pulled Victor toward the sofa and looked at Elyse with an eager smile.

“Elyse, honey, why are you just standing there? Come join us!” she said cheerfully.

Elyse, with a strained expression, remained frozen in place.

Noticing her discomfort, Pearce gently took her hand and led her to the sofa, positioning himself between her and Victor.noveldrama

As soon as Pearce settled in, he turned to Felicia with a hint of frustration.

“Grandma, why did you invite him? This was meant to be a family dinner. Why is there an outsider here?”

Victor playfully jabbed Pearce in the chest.

“Hey, I’m always around. I’m practically family!” he exclaimed with a grin.

Pearce shot him a look of annoyance before addressing Felicia again.

“This is completely unexpected. Did you consider whether Elyse would be comfortable with him here?”

Felicia, caught up in the idea of a perfect family gathering and missing the tension in Pearce’s tone, dismissed his concerns with a wave of her hand.

“What’s the big deal?” she countered.

“Victor’s not an outsider. It’s better for Elyse to meet him sooner rather than later, don’t you think?”

“Grandma, you didn’t tell me he would be here.” Elyse finally spoke up, looking hurt.

“Oh, you silly girl!” Felicia chided gently.

“Victor’s a wonderful man. There’s no harm in getting to know him.”

It was clear that Felicia’s intentions were well-meaning, making it impossible for Elyse to turn her down.

Elyse glanced at Victor, who wore a genial smile and exuded a friendly, well-mannered air. He seemed completely at ease, his demeanor far more approachable than Jayden’s had ever been.

Suddenly, she felt overwhelmed. She pressed a hand to her chest.

“I need some air,” she murmured, standing abruptly and leaving the room before anyone could react.

Ignorant of Elyse’s discomfort, Felicia turned to Victor with a grave expression.

“My granddaughter has been through a lot. I’d appreciate it if you could spend some time with her,” she suggested earnestly.

“Of course.” Victor nodded, his smile warm.

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