Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1595

Chapter 1595:

At that moment, her animosity toward Camille grew even stronger. The woman standing in her way of marriage

now seemed like a threat that had to be eliminated quickly.

Corrie stood up, still holding her phone, and left the house. She felt an urge to see Jennie.

Considering Jennie was Brook's ex-girlfriend, she might still hold svalue. Surely, Brook couldn't remain

completely indifferent to her, could he? With a smirk, Corrie decided to stir up chaos—chaos was her best

weapon.

Jennie lay captive in a secluded villa, two hours’ drive from Watscar. The midnight hours stretched long and dark

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around her. Her restless sleep was abruptly interrupted by an unsettling presence that prickled at her

consciousness. Her eyes fluttered open, still clouded with sleep, as she instinctively glanced over her shoulder.

Terror seized her throat as she registered a shadowy figure looming in the darkness, perfectly still.

Jennie shot upright in panic, a primal scream tearing from her lungs. She scrambled backward, tumbling from the

bed, her limbs tangled in blankets.

Corrie’s cruel laughter sliced through the silence. “What a pitiful display. You're quite the entertainer.”

Recognition dawned on Jennie, and fury replaced her fear. She pulled herself up, her voice laced with venom.

“Have you completely lost your mind? Skulking around in the dark like sderanged stalker! Does terrorizing

Corrie’s calculating gaze ran over Jennie, silently appraising her. Despite the bitterness that twisted in her chest,

she couldn't ignore Jennie’s striking beauty. There was maturity in her face, an experience Camille’s youthful

features lacked.

Though she doubted Jennie could compete with Brook's latest infatuation, Corrie knew she was a crucial piece in

this game. If this gambit failed, she'd need to cup with another strategy.

Jennie collapsed against the bed, her voice dripping with disdain. “Get out of my sight. The sight of you sickens

me.”

Corrie’s lips twisted into a dark smile. She stalked forward, her fingers gripping Jennie’s chin with a vice-like hold,

manicured nails digging into her soft skin.

Jennie endured the pain in stoic silence.

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Corrie’s eyebrow arched as she towered over her captive. “Have you heard about Brook's latest conquest?”

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A heavy weight settled in Jennie’s stomach, but her expression remained unreadable. “Ancient history, Brook and

I. His romantic pursuits are perfectly natural.”

Sarcasm laced Jennie’s next words. “Why the concern? Hoping to offerscompanionship in my gilded

cage? Looking to expand your collection of hostages?”

She affected casual indifference. “This setup isn’t half-bad, really. Fine dining, premium drinks, sprawling

estate... rather pleasant, if a bit solitary. By all means, bring your new rival here—I'd welcthe company.”

Corrie scrutinized Jennie before releasing a harsh bark of laughter. “You think this luxury comes without cost? Did

you mistakefor scharitable benefactor?”