Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1528:

Why couldn’t his bodyguard understand the subtlety of romance? Couldn’t he see that this wasn’t about alcohol but heartbreak?noveldrama

Frustrated, Shaun tightened his grip on the beer bottle and muttered under his breath. If his bodyguard wouldn’t get the hint, fine. He’d drink until the ache in his chest dulled.

Half an hour later, the bottle sat empty on the table. Shaun stood abruptly, muttering something about needing the restroom.

The bodyguard leaned back in his chair, watching him go. He quipped, “The booze hitting you already? Is there something wrong with your system?”

Shaun shot him a withering look. “I’m fine! Just going to the restroom. And stop commenting on my health—I’m perfectly capable!”

Shaun’s mind buzzed with indignation as he left the restroom, his steps brisk and purposeful. His bodyguard had no idea what he was talking about. As Shaun walked out of the men’s room, he collided with someone who was about to enter the ladies’ room. He stumbled slightly, blinking in surprise. His eyes met Tracy’s, and for a fleeting moment, the air seemed to still.

Shaun froze the moment his eyes landed on her. He stood rooted to the spot, unable to process anything except the figure before him. Tracy, on the other hand, barely spared him a glance. She didn’t expect him to react so strongly; after all, he had no memory of her. To him, they were strangers. She told herself that was how it should be—no ties, no complications.

But as she walked past him, his hand darted out, gripping her arm before she could leave.

Startled, Tracy turned to face him, her expression calm despite the surprise in her chest. “Do you need something from me, sir?” she asked, her voice measured and polite, as though addressing a complete stranger.

Shaun’s eyes searched hers, bewilderment flickering in his gaze. “Miss, have we met before?” he asked, his tone laced with uncertainty. “You seem… familiar.”

A small, almost indiscernible smile tugged at the corners of Tracy’s lips. She shook her head gently, her voice light but firm. “No. We’ve never met.”

Shaun blinked, clearly thrown off. His brow furrowed as though trying to grasp an elusive memory. “Really? But why does my heart…” His voice trailed off, his words caught somewhere between confusion and a faint ache.

A strange sensation coursed through him—a tightness in his chest, sharp and insistent, like a needle pricking his heart. He clutched at the feeling, desperate to make sense of it. Why did the sight of this young woman stir something buried deep within him?

Shaun was still wrestling with his emotions when Tracy’s patience ran thin.

Her smile vanished as she swiftly withdrew her hand. Looking at Shaun with cold eyes, she spoke with a chilling tone. “I told you. We don’t know each other. Isn’t your attempt at flirting just pathetic? I’m not interested in playing games. If you’re trying to pick up women, look elsewhere.”

With those words, she headed into the ladies’ room.

Shaun examined his hand, sensing something was wrong. He was convinced he had encountered her before.

Upon exiting the restroom, Tracy returned to the bar. She eyed her drink and scanned the room, noticing several men with suspicious intentions.

A sense of disgust overwhelmed her, prompting her to push her drink away and order a fresh one before settling back in her seat. Meanwhile, Shaun was also in the area, watching her intently. His bodyguard, having polished off several plates of snacks, belched contentedly and asked, “Can we go now?”

Tracy had completely captivated Shaun’s heart, and he had no plans to leave.

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