Chapter 13



“You really disappoint me. Well, I’ve told you what I can. The next steps are up to you. I can’t be of much help, especially since he won’t even cooperate with a basic examination,” Peyton said, shrugging helplessly.

“I’m sorry. He didn’t mean to be difficult. I apologize on his behalf,” Elyse replied, her voice filled with regret.

gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s․com offers tales worth telling “Even apologizing for Jayden? That brat didn’t deserve such a nice girl.” Annoyed, Peyton stormed out of the garden.

Relieved to have found a way to help Jayden, Elyse let out a deep sigh of relief. Back in her room, she lay on the bed and began searching on her phone for massage techniques. Peyton had mentioned that Jayden’s legs still had nerve responses. Regular massages could potentially help him stand again.

After watching several instructional videos, Elyse felt ready to try. Jayden was in his room, lounging and reading a book. Hearing Elyse, he responded coolly.

Elyse, holding the door open, smiled at him. “What’s up? May I come in?” she asked gently.

Jayden’s eyes narrowed. “Come in.”

Elyse entered his room, met his gaze, and crouched in front of him, placing her hands on his shins. The contact made Jayden sit up straight instinctively. He abruptly grabbed her hand and snapped, “What are you doing?”

“I want to give you a massage,” Elyse said, blinking as she pulled her hands back.

Jayden looked down and replied coldly, “Has no one told you that it was my thighs that were injured?”

Embarrassed, Elyse moved her hands up to his thighs. Her technique was unpolished, and he felt little comfort, only the touch of her hands. After enduring it for a while, Jayden grasped her wrist again. “Do you even know how to give a massage? Are you trying to tickle me?”

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