Chapter 210: Peyton realized Jayden didn't grasp it yet; he hadn't anticipated this level of obtuseness. After contemplating for a while, he inquired, “Corrie gave you a call, and now you're here. Why did you do as she asked?" Jayden responded calmly, "Certainly, there's a motive." "What motive?" Peyton pressed.
Jayden remained silent, controlling the wheelchair as he pivoted, stating, "I'm steering clear of drinks. You'll handle the aftermath." Speechless, Peyton pleaded, "Oh, con. All I craved was shomebound gaming." Jayden departed without a backward glance, bidding Peyton farewell with a wave. Peyton pondered following suit, but Corrie seized him, coercing him to take a seat beside her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Peyton, been a while. How's the doctor gig treating you?" Corrie slurred, leaning heavily against him.
With a grim expression, Peyton attempted to push Corrie away, but his efforts were futile. "You reek. Have you been throwing up?" Clutching onto him tighter, Corrie protested, “That's harsh, Peyton. How could you say that? I don't stink.” After uttering those words, a thought struck her. When she sought out Jayden, he was nowhere to be found. Thus she inquired, "Where's Jayden?" Pinching his nose in disgust, Peyton didn't mince words. "Why are you after Jayden? He's married now. He's not at your beck and call anymore." Corrie was taken aback by this revelation. Struggling to maintain clarity, she questioned, “Jayden tied the knot. When did this happen? Why wasn't I informed?" Pushing aside the bottle before him, Peyton massaged his throbbing temples. “Because you've been studying abroad." Corrie looked blank, the weight of the news too heavy to bear. After a moment, she composed herself and remarked, "But Jayden's bound to a wheelchair for life. Who'd willingly marry him?" Peyton scoffed, "Love can conquer all. What do you know? And don't pull that stunt again. Jayden's off-limits now that he's married," he warned.
Unsettled by his words, Corrie arched an eyebrow, intrigued by the mention of Jayden's wife. “Do you have photos of her? I'm curious to see Jayden's true love." Peyton's response was firm. "No, she's not my concern. Why would I keep her photos?" "Boring," Corrie muttered, her demeanor somber despite the merry atmosphere around her. "Hey, sober up. Head hon your own. I'm out," Peyton declared, rising to leave as he checked the time.
As he made to depart, Corrie halted him, voicing her concerns. "What did I do? I sense your dislike for me. Was it because I called Jayden in the dead of night?" Turning to face her, Peyton cast a fleeting glance at Corrie. Amidst her uncertainty, Peyton wrestled with words, swallowing them in the end.
"Don't you realize you disrupted my sleep? I was out cold," Peyton retorted.
Corrie was taken aback but quickly rebounded. "My bad. I had no clue you were snoozing."
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