Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 600:

Two agonizing hours crawled by as Mabel waited outside the ER. Finally, a nurse emerged, pushing Glenda’s gurney. Relief washed over Mabel as she realized her mother wasn’t in immediate danger.

Following the medical staff to the ward, Mabel’s heart ached at the sight of Glenda’s pale face. Her phone buzzed, snapping her out of her worry. It was Kaelyn.

Feigning concern, Kaelyn’s voice dripped with forced sympathy. “How’s your mom? I’m worried sick, but I’ve been out of town and couldn’t rush back.”

Mabel, deeply touched, tears welling in her eyes, choked out, “Kaelyn, you’re a true friend. Without your loan for the surgery, my mom wouldn’t be saved.”

Kaelyn asked, “Are you handling everything alone? Where’s Elyse? Isn’t she supposed to be your sister?”

“Don’t even say her name,” Mabel spat, her voice laced with undisguised hatred. “She doesn’t deserve the title. I could kill her!” A satisfied smile crept across Kaelyn’s face as she heard Mabel’s venomous words.

Picking up a glass of red wine, she gazed out at the nearby racetrack. On the table before her lay photographs of Mabel, Freda, and Vicky.

Her crimson-painted nails hovered over the photos. With a flick of her wrist, she sent Freda’s photo flying. Only Mabel’s and Vicky’s remained.

on Mabel’s photo before she casually nudged Vicky’s

“but violence isn’t the answer. Want Elyse

her gone. Eradicated from this world, no

voice turned sly. “I have an idea. Need help in the future? Come to me. But

with gratitude. “Really, Kaelyn? You’d do something like that for

time in the circle hasn’t been in vain,

alone, with no one to turn to. You’re the only

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gaze danced across the racetrack. “We’re like sisters, that’s why. Stop thanking

forget your kindness. Need help, I’ll be

me. We

her mother escape Lanny’s abusive clutches. That madman wouldn’t get away with hurting

Lanny’s number. It went straight to voicemail, each unanswered ring fueling

a jerk! Where’d he go after assaulting us? Can’t believe I’m

Lanny, having retreated to a familiar restaurant near Morgan’s apartment complex, drowned his sorrows in