Chapter 748:

Gripping his hand, her eyes shimmered with shame and fear. Her voice shook as she declared, “Don’t you dare do anything. I won’t let you.”

Realizing Elyse misunderstood, Jayden lightheartedly patted her backside, teasing, “I’m just helping you with your new pantyhose. What mischievous thoughts have you been fostering?”

He moved closer, a playful sparkle in his eyes. “Or maybe you’re secretly hoping I’d fuck you right here. I wouldn’t mind at all.” Elyse’s face turned crimson as she realized her misunderstanding. She pressed against his stomach. “I can manage on my own. I don’t need your help.”

“No way. Since I tore your pantyhose, it’s only right I help you with the new ones,” Jayden insisted.

With careful attention, he helped her with the new pantyhose and her shoes, his manner now one of focused care.

However, Elyse questioned his sudden attentiveness. She knew such care was owed to Aarya, his current girlfriend, not her, his former wife.

Elyse regarded Jayden with conflicting feelings. “Are you going to let things continue like this, Jayden?” she inquired. “Have you considered how this might hurt your girlfriend?”

Jayden responded, “So, what do you suggest I do? Should I rush to Aarya and do everything with her?”

Elyse nodded slowly. “As her boyfriend, that’s your duty. Jayden, don’t act childishly. Value the one you truly care for.”

Jayden looked into Elyse’s eyes. “I understand,” he said gently. “I will value the one I truly care for.”

Elyse sensed a change in Jayden. When he promised to cherish those he cared about, she believed he’d finally thought things through.

“You should go. Staying here won’t help.” She knew she should have left Jayden long ago.

Jayden glanced at the time. “Time’s almost up. I need to go now. Remember what I said.”

With those words, he left quickly.

After Jayden left, Elyse’s strength faded. She sank onto the sofa and cried quietly.

“Elyse, I need to tell you something. I’m definitely going to top my group this time. If you also make it to the top, we might end up as rivals in the next match,” Edward burst through the door, excitement on his face.

Yet, seeing Elyse crying, he stopped.

Edward frowned. “Why are you crying so easily? You know a woman’s tears are precious. You shouldn’t waste them.”

Elyse asked quietly, “What’s the big deal?”

Edward walked over, concern in his voice. “Of course, it is. If you cry too much, you’ll become ugly.”

Elyse sighed. “Do you seriously think I care about being pretty or ugly right now?”

“You’re hopeless. If you don’t even care about your looks, what else is there?” Edward’s voice grew louder. “What made you cry? Tell me, and I’ll take care of it.”

Elyse felt embarrassed. She turned her head to hide her tears.

Seeing her avoidance, Edward crossed his arms. “Elyse, are you crying over a guy?”

He hit the bull’s-eye.

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