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Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 588
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Chapter 588:

Fiona shook her head, “I can’t clearly recall that day. Elyse was terrified and imagining things. That was why she

claimed I didn’t try to save her. | distinctly remember assisting her, but those burly men were incredibly strong.”

Gavin sneered. “Your statements are inconsistent and scarcely believable.”

Fiona bristled at his comment. She retorted, “Why can’t my words be convincing? It's obvious you're biased. You

only want to hear Elyse’s perspective; you don’t care about my side.”

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Gavin's anger intensified. His tone turned icy. “Fiona, do you even realize what you're saying?”

Gavin was very conscious of his conduct toward his violin fellows. He feared showing too much favor to one

might lead to jealousy and dissatisfaction among the others.

For Fiona to speak like this was to question his competence and demeanor.

With a stern expression, Gavin continued, “You accuseof treating you poorly and favoring Elyse. Then why

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are you allowed to shout atnow?”

Fiona laughed icily. “What a hypocrite. If you don’t wish to engage with me, then don’t. | have no desire to

converse with you either.”

Gavin remained unfazed by Fiona’s remarks.

After a brief pause, Fiona suddenly grasped the implications of her words and regretted her hasty speech.

Observing Fiona’s evasion, Gavin discerned her genuine emotions. He icily stated, “To you, I'm utterly

inadequate, right? When Mr. Tucker returns, I'll inform him personally that | won't concern myself with you

anymore.”

Fiona wished to apologize, but the moment had passed. Even if she wanted to express remorse, she couldn't

bring herself to do so.

However, she still believed she wasn’t entirely wrong.

Gavin and Irving both highly favored Elyse, treating Elyse with exceptional kindness while ignoring her. They all

indulged Elyse’s feelings, and she had grown tired of being overlooked.

After reflecting on the situation, Fiona resolutely refused to yield to Gavin.

Gavin chose to disregard Fiona from then on. He noticed the nail polish on the table and contemplated discarding

them.

However, understanding that Fiona didn’t mind if these items interfered with her violin playing, he decided there

was no need for concern.

After another glance, Gavin averted his eyes, grabbed his coat, and prepared to depart.

Taking a few steps, he suddenly paused and turned back to Fiona. “Regardless of your feelings towards us, Elyse

doesn’t deserve such treatment. You should visit the hospital and apologize to her.”

Without waiting for Fiona’s reaction, Gavin exited the studio.

As he stepped outside, he encountered Freda approaching.

Freda assured him she would help him and visit daily to assist.

Noticing Gavin's displeased expression, Freda immediately sensed his anger.

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Surprised, Freda, who always perceived Gavin as a composed gentleman incapable of quarreling, was taken

aback by his evident frustration.

Gavin stood at the entrance of the studio, barring Freda’s entry.

Blinking innocently, Freda said, “What's troubling you? I'm here to help. You can giveany instructions.”

Speaking suggestively, Freda even extended her finger to playfully lift Gavin's chin.

Gavin remained composed, contradicting her expectations of impatience or aggression. His already grim

expression grew even darker.

Realizing the severity of Gavin's mood, Freda moderated her actions, feigning calmness as she inquired, “What's

troubling you? Are you in a bad mood? Do you need assistance today? I'm happy to help you.”

Gavin cast a frosty glance at her, replying, “You've got way too much free time. Just go hand stop lingering

around me.”

Undeterred, Freda hurried after Gavin, pleading, “Where are you going? Takealong; | genuinely want to

assist.”

Gavin scrutinized her and retorted, “You want to help me? Or is there another motive? If | don’t mention it, do

you think I can’t discern your intentions?”