Bound By Love: The Disabled Husband

Chapter 1840

Chapter 1840:

Soon, Aileen was enveloped in satisfaction. She clung to him, showering him with tender words. Enthralled by

her voice, Peyton was lost in a sea of joy, their fervor undiminished.

She delighted in their closeness, treasured whispering sweet affirmations to him, and he eagerly reciprocated

her ardor.

After a night drenched in passion, Aileen fell asleep in his arms. Peyton lay awake, his thoughts adrift in dreams

of their future wedding.

Elyse drew the bow across her violin strings when her phone suddenly rang, Peyton’s nflashing on the

screen.

“I'm planning to choose a special day for an engagement party with Aileen,” Peyton announced with his

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characteristic nonchalance.

Elyse lowered her violin, bewilderment crossing her face. “What? Has Aileen actually agreed to this? Don’t make

such important decisions by yourself.”

Peyton gazed down at Aileen nestled in his arms, her cheeks flushed pink and eyes reflecting a mixture of

curiosity and shyness. The sight of her vulnerability touched something deep within him.

He gently pinched the soft curve of her waist. “Should we get engaged first?”

Aileen buried her face against his chest, her voice barely audible yet sweet. “I'll follow your lead.”

Peyton's expression shifted to smugness as he told Elyse, “Did you catch that? Aileen says she'll follow my lead.”

Elyse’s lips twitched with skepticism. “What exactly did you do to make her willing to get engaged to you?”

“That's not your concern,” Peyton replied. “I'll personally deliver an invitation to you and Jayden.”

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A laugh escaped Elyse’s lips. “All right then, we'll eagerly await your invitation.”

After ending the call, Peyton tossed his phone aside and wrapped his arms more snugly around Aileen.

She nestled against him, enveloped in his distinctive scent, her heart swimming between shyness and

happiness.

“We've only known each other for two months, and we're already discussing engagement,” Peyton mused.

“Won't your father disapprove?”

Aileen shook her head. “I'm not certain, but he really admires you. If you genuinely want to marry me, he might

be thrilled.”

Peyton considered this. “True, whenever | visit your home, he greetswarmly. He seems to have taken a real

liking to me.”

Aileen lifted her gaze shyly. “I like you too.”

In one fluid motion, Peyton rolled over, positioning himself above her.

Aileen blinked in confusion. “What are you doing?”

Peyton smirked. “You know exactly what.”

Aileen’s face turned crimson. “But didn’t we just do that last night? My waist still aches.”

“You temptedjust now. Let's do it again.” Peyton pinched her cheek playfully, his eyes dancing with mischief.

Seeing his captivating smile, Aileen’s thoughts scattered like autumn leaves. His handsfeatures made her

heart race—she truly adored him.

Unaware of her deep infatuation, Peyton playfully smacked her bottom. “What are you waiting for? Open your

legs for me.”