Chapter 91 Our Children

Elinor's words were met with silence from Jaxson. She was right, the lost child was her first, and she had every right to mourn. Though her child was still alive, memories of that day weighed heavily on Elinor's heart, making her feel as if she were being crushed by mountains. Tears threatened to spill, but she fiercely held them back. Suddenly, Elinor pivoted, rushing toward the exit, eager to escape the oppressive mood. Before she could get very far, Jaxson was there, grabbing her wrist and guiding her to his sleek, black car parked nearby. "Release me," Elinor demanded, attempting to pull away. "I can go by myself. I don’t need you." Despite her efforts, Jaxson's hold was unyielding, and in a matter of moments, she found herself inside the car. Frustration surged within her. "What do you think you're doing?" she exclaimed, catching the driver off guard. Without a change in his expression, Jaxson calmly instructed the driver, "Drive home." The car moved forward smoothly, and