?<strong>Chapter 710:</strong>


    The woman he had loved deeply was now right before him.


    He desired to kiss her fiercely as a reprimand for her sudden departure.


    As Jayden kept kissing her, he realized Elyse had be silent. When he pulled away, he saw that she had fallen asleep.


    He couldn’t fathom that she had actually fallen asleep!


    He was furious to the point of feeling pain inside, yet unable to act against her.


    Jayden maintained a stoic expression. He lifted Elyse with one arm and sat her down on the bench.


    He continued to stand there, holding the umbre, protecting her from the wind and rain.


    About ten minutester, Irving arrived with a pink wallet.


    Seeing Elyse with her head lowered, sitting on the bench, Irving suspected something was wrong.


    He quickly approached her and checked on her. Upon discovering she was asleep, he let out a sigh of relief.


    He said, “I told you, you had too much to drink, but you wouldn’t admit it.”


    He gathered up the violin and then noticed something odd.


    The violin case was dusted with a thinyer of snow, but Elyse remained untouched by it.


    Irving scanned the area but found no one else around, which left him confused.


    “Hey, wake up. Don’t sleep here; you’ll catch a cold,” Irving said as he gently tapped Elyse’s face.


    Elyse mumbled in her sleep, sinking even deeper into slumber.


    “You’re really lucky to have a friend like me,” Irving said quietly in defeat, lifted Elyse onto his back, and quietly made his way to the hotel.


    Unknown to Irving, Jayden silently observed them from behind arge tree as they departed.


    After her night of drinking, Elyse slept deeply.


    She awoke the next morning.


    She stretched leisurely in bed, and then memories of the previous night flooded back to her.


    Jayden! He had appeared and kissed her.


    Elyse instinctively touched her lips, feeling the residual warmth from Jayden’s kiss.


    Eager to verify if Jayden had really been there, Elyse hurried to the next room and knocked on the door. Irving, still groggy and unkempt, opened the door, asking impatiently, “What now?”


    Elyse cautiously inquired, “Irving, did you see Jayden yesterday?”


    Irving’s face crumpled with indignation as he snapped, “Jayden? You were so drunk yesterday, remember?”


    Elyse, undeterred, pressed on. “Irving, did you see Jayden or not?”


    Irving scratched his head in frustration. “There was no one else there. You’re just missing him so much you’re seeing things.”


    Elyse’s resolve wavered under Irving’s adamant denial. Had she really been so drunk that she had imagined the whole thing?


    Seeing Elyse standing there, lost in thought, Irving sighed deeply, his annoyed expression softening. “Are you waiting for him to show up?”


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