Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1546:noveldrama

Nick interrupted her quickly. “Cody didn’t rig anything, and Elyse is much more talented than you seem to think. The only distressing person here is you. You’ve sabotaged not only me but several other contestants too. You’re venomous and unskilled, so you cast your failures onto others to soothe your own shortcomings.”

His expression was cold. “Discovering the truth initially shattered me. I couldn’t understand such injustice befalling me, to be disqualified so unjustly. Now it’s clear. The fault wasn’t mine; it was yours. You’ll spend your life regretting your actions.”

The bitterness that once consumed him started to fade. Only a trace of frustration lingered; the overwhelming pain had subsided.

Standing up, he gazed down at Fiona with disdain, as one might look at a bothersome bug.

She was merely an unappreciative nuisance. His presence here had been a waste.

Fiona’s facade cracked under his scornful look. “Come back!” she cried out desperately. “Listen to me! It’s not as you think! I’m the real victim here!”

Nick kept walking without missing a step. Fiona didn’t even deserve a second glance, much less a second thought. He had his own life to live, his own dreams to pursue. There was so much more he could achieve.

Fiona was simply a pointless distraction.

Nick exited the oppressive room.

“I’ve just seen Fiona Evans,” he mentioned in a flat tone. “She’s even worse than I had envisioned.”

Elyse stood, handing him a bottle of water. “Toxic people will always attempt to pull you down to their level. Don’t let her do that. Rise above it. Don’t compromise your future for someone like her.”

A faint smile briefly played across Nick’s lips as he said confidently, “I’ve figured everything out now. There’s no need for concern.”

Elyse saw something different in his eyes this time. Previously, even though he was physically present, his gaze had seemed far away, reflecting the deep despair that had crushed his dreams and left him wandering without direction. Yet now, a glimmer of resolute determination had sparked to life in his eyes. He had rediscovered his path.

Watching Elyse quietly laugh, Nick felt compelled to ask the lingering question on his mind. “Shouldn’t I be your rival? Then why help me? Wouldn’t it be better for you if I failed?”

Taken aback by his directness, Elyse chuckled softly. “True, we compete against each other,” she said. “But outside the competition, isn’t there room for friendship? Even if we aren’t close friends, shouldn’t mutual respect prevail?”

Nick’s response came with a playful grin. “Then prepare yourself. I intend to claim that first-place trophy you hold.”

Elyse simply shrugged. “Bring it on whenever you’re ready.”

Interrupting their light-hearted exchange, Louise cleared her throat. “It’s time to leave,” she announced.

Both Nick and Elyse acknowledged Louise and started to follow.

After bidding farewell to Nick, Louise accompanied Elyse on a shopping trip. They bought a few items and, with time still on their hands, opted for an early lunch. While the waitress served their drinks, Louise initiated a conversation.

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