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Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

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As the beat transitioned to the one he had been waiting for, Gavin promptly played the opening note. The piece

was “Tarantella.”

The ultra-fast rhythm slightly stirred the dancers on the dance floor, but the performers of the orchestra were the

first to respond, synchronizing seamlessly with Gavin to complete the piece.

The people on the dance floor were stunned for a second. Then, they switched from a slow waltz to more lively

dance steps in tune with the music.

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Meanwhile, Gavin's performance captivated everyone. The crowd began to gather at the edge of the dance floor.

Standing there, Freda surveyed the scene and felt a bit surprised. She pondered why Gavin's music drew such a

crowd.

“Gavin looks so handsplaying the violin. | really want to date him. How should | approach such a

gentleman?”

“Gavin is far too much of a gentleman. He doesn’t leave us any openings.”

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“Just the thought of Gavin marrying someone else fills my heart with jealousy. Who will be that lucky person in

the future?”

Freda overheard these remarks from a group of girls. Searching for the source, she turned and saw it was the

sgroup that had earlier badgered Gavin for a dance.

Hearing their words, Freda frowned. Gavin had a knack for showing off. Though just a violinist, he managed to

captivate these high-society ladies. Clearly, he was looking to climb the social ladder through women.

After the piece ended, the hall erupted in thunderous applause. Then someone recognized Gavin and shouted,

“Mr. Cramer, one more, please.”

Gavin had planned to play only one piece, but the crowd's enthusiasm took him by surprise. He paused to think,

signaled to the other musicians, took a deep breath, and played the opening note of “El Choclo.”

“I really like this one.”

“He plays so beautifully. | feel like dancing too.”

This tango was more rousing than the previous piece, drawing even more people onto the dance floor. Freda

noticed a woman in a fishtail dress dancing passionately. The woman's energetic moves left an impression on

Freda.

Freda watched the dance floor, utterly captivated. As the music ended, the crowd seemed eager to keep

dancing. However, Gavin adopted a more reserved stance and left the dance floor with his violin.

Approaching Freda, Gavin asked, “Did you enjoy the joy brought by the music?”

Freda blinked, puzzled. “What do you mean?”

Without elaborating, Gavin said, “I have to put the violin away,” and then he headed outside.

“How do you know Gavin? What's your relationship with him? Do you like him?”

Before Freda could gather her thoughts, she found herself encircled by three young ladies bombarding her with

questions, which only added to her confusion.

Freda responded, equally puzzled, “Why would you askthat?”

“Are you Gavin's girlfriend? Otherwise, why do you seem so close to him?” The young ladies pressed on.

At this, Freda sighed. It was clear now; these three admirers of Gavin were here to confront her.

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Freda exhaled deeply. “You're mistaken. My relationship with Gavin Cramer isn’t what you're imagining. Actually,

we're barely acquaintances, not even friends.”

Upon hearing Freda’s words, the three ladies simultaneously sighed in relief.

“That makes sense. You seem quite ordinary. How could he ever be attracted to you? You lack any temperament

whatsoever. When you two stand side by side, | don’t believe you two are compatible in the slightest.”

“Exactly. You don’t seem like you'd appreciate music. You probably don’t understand it, right? How could you

ever connect with Gavin on a deep level?”

“Next time, don’t stand so close to Gavin. Being near him only diminishes his presence.”

Freda couldn’t help but laugh out loud in response to those young ladies’ comments. Their words seemed utterly

absurd to her.

Freda not only thought this, but she also voiced it. “I don’t think this violinist is worthy of me. Keep your

admiration for him to yourselves and leaveout of it. | believe I'm way out of his league.”

The three ladies exchanged looks and smiled disdainfully. “You think Gavin is just a violinist, don’t you? It would

be wonderful to us if he were merely a humble violinist. However, his family background is quite impressive.”

Freda was skeptical; she thought the women were fabricating stories. Just as she was about to question them

further about Gavin's background, she noticed them hurrying away.

Turning around, she saw that Gavin had cback.