Chapter 145 Barrier

Jaxson was wounded, and with the perpetrator still on the loose, Elinor had insisted that he stay home and not venture to the office. Had it been anyone else, Jaxson might have exploded in anger. However, it was Elinor's plea. So, today, he remained, almost uncharacteristically obedient, within the confines of their home. When Elinor returned that evening, Jaxson instantly noticed the pallor of her skin and the distant look in her eyes. It was as if a shadow had draped over her very essence. Alarmed, Jaxson, bound to his wheelchair, stretched his hand toward her. Yet Elinor just stared blankly at his outstretched arm, neither moving closer nor rejecting him outright. Sensing the depth of the disturbance, Jaxson quietly withdrew his hand. "What happened?" His voice dripped with worry. Elinor nodded, struggling to keep the tremor out of her voice. She approached Jaxson and sat beside him, locking her gaze with his. The distance between them felt palpable, almost as if they were two