Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1414:

Even Victor, who lacked any knowledge of music, found himself captivated by the collective symphony. He stood there with his arms folded, watching Elyse in astonishment. It seemed he finally grasped the magnetic power of music.

When the final note faded, the audience appeared eager for more. People began approaching Elyse to chat, and before long, Zayn was no longer the main attraction of the party, leaving Victor entirely overlooked.

Left standing alone on the outskirts of the gathering, Victor watched Elyse being surrounded by admirers. Feeling irked, he muttered, “Elyse is only here because of me, but now I’m the one left out.”

Looking confused, Zayn responded, “You can’t even carry a tune. Who would want to talk music with you?”

For a moment, Victor remained quiet, conceding the point. However, he quickly realized something and pointed at Elyse. “But she’s here because I brought her with me,” he argued.

Zayn brushed off the remark with a dismissive wave. “Someone like Elyse, with her charm, talent, and love for music, is always going to steal the spotlight. Competing with her is a losing battle. Accept the truth.”

“Fine, I won’t argue anymore,” Victor replied, taking a bite of the cake Zayn had handed him, his mood clearly soured.

As Zayn relished his strawberry cake, he asked casually, “Even though she’s your friend’s cousin, how did you convince her to come along?”noveldrama

Victor, sounding indifferent, said, “It wasn’t difficult. How could she say no to a music party? Plus, Elyse might be my bride, so I had some influence over her decision.”

Zayn froze with his fork mid-air, sensing that something wasn’t quite right. He turned his head with exaggerated slowness. “Wait, Elyse—my favorite musician—might be your bride?”

Victor gave a casual nod. “Our families played matchmaking.”

Zayn almost choked on his cake, struggling to get the words out. “You absolute scoundrel! Elyse’s my idol! How could someone like you possibly deserve to marry her? What gives you the right?”

Victor stammered, searching for words. “I get that you’re upset, but isn’t that a bit much? No need to make it personal, okay?”

Zayn turned his head away dramatically. “I don’t think we can stay friends anymore. You’ve betrayed me!”

Victor’s lips curved into a mischievous grin. “Well, if Elyse and I do tie the knot, I promise you’ll be the first in line to be my best man. Don’t worry, I won’t forget you, buddy.”

Zayn shot Victor a fiery glare before stomping off in frustration. Watching him leave, Victor let out a low chuckle, thoroughly amused by the reaction.

Zayn was ridiculously easy to mess with; a few playful remarks, and he was already fuming.

“Victor,” Elyse’s voice suddenly called out, breaking through his thoughts.

He turned around to see Elyse gesturing toward him, her expression silently pleading for assistance. Without hesitation, he understood her distress.

He maneuvered through the gathering to reach her side and announced firmly, “Excuse me, everyone, but I need to have a quick word with her. You can catch up with her later.”

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