?<strong>Chapter 1505:</strong>


    Jayden sneaked a quick nce at Elyse, his eyes lingering just long enough to take in her expression. To him, she was practically wless — if only she weren’t so shy. She couldn’t handle even the smallest tease; a few yful words, and her cheeks would flush crimson as she turned away to ignore him.


    Besides, it was obvious she secretly enjoyed it, so he figured he wasn’t entirely off the mark.


    Jayden sighed to himself, a quiet determination settling in. Tonight, he resolved to step up his game—he’d make her feel so good, so undeniably cherished, that she wouldn’t be able to ignore it.


    When they arrived home, Elyse strode inside with her arms crossed tightly, her expression as cold as a winter frost.


    Driscoll noticed Elyse’s icy demeanor and cast a helpless nce at Jayden, who looked undeniably guilty. With a sigh, he asked, “Sir, did you upset Elyse again? Honestly, can’t you try to make her angry a little less often? If you two start getting along better, you’ll have another little one on the way in no time.”


    Jayden chuckled dryly. “You seem keener on having a child than I am.”


    Driscoll tilted his head knowingly. “Naturally. A child could smooth the waters—less bickering, more warmth between you and Elyse.”


    Jayden offered a curt nod, keeping his thoughts to himself.


    Lately, he’d been giving it his all to start a family with Elyse, yet no signs of pregnancy had emerged.


    Was he falling short somehow? The thought gnawed at him, leaving him restless. Determined, he trailed after Elyse, ready to double down on his efforts.


    Elyse was in the bedroom, just about to change into something morefortable, when Jayden walked in without warning.


    As he stepped in, she whipped around, her voice sharp. “Out! Go sleep in the study.”


    He nted his feet firmly. “Not a chance. I’m staying right here with you.”


    She rolled her eyes, grabbed her pajamas, and made for the bathroom. Before she could get far, he swept her into his arms and carried her through the door.


    Caught off guard, she stared at him. “What’s gotten into you this time?”


    “It’s been ages since we had fun in the bathroom,” Jayden said, his voice low and teasing. “Let’s bring back those golden moments.” He kissed her, his gaze brimming with longing.


    His words stirred a memory for Elyse. She vividly recalled the time his fervor had left her breathless—literally. He’d carried her limp form back to the bedroom afterward.


    Lowell slouched in his office chair, the pile of contracts on his desk steadily collecting dust. His fingers danced across his phone, frantically tapping out messages to Tracy, but there was no reply. Half an hour had passed since hisst text, and she still hadn’t responded.


    They’d been talking every day for what felt like forever, and now, for the first time, she had gonepletely silent.


    He stared at the nk screen, the knot of anxiety in his stomach growing tighter with every unanswered ping. What was going on? Why the sudden silence? Did he say something to upset her? Or maybe she was caught up in something she couldn’t tell him about? The thought gnawed at him, distracting him from the pile of work that seemed to multiply on his desk.


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