Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1692:

Indignation blazed across Dolores’s features. “If you think it’s so difficult, then you should be the one to figure out how to make it happen!”

“You want me to do this?” Lowell stared at her, disbelief etched across his face.

“Yes, of course. Who else?” Dolores’s voice took on a sickeningly sweet tone. “You’re my brother. Shouldn’t you be the one to ensure my happiness?”

Lowell’s stomach twisted into knots. That phrase… it echoed through his memory like a distant warning bell.

Misinterpreting Lowell’s silence as hesitation, Lucille leaned forward with a gentle yet somehow menacing smile. “Sweetheart,” she cooed, “this is about your sister’s lifelong happiness. We’d feel so much better if you were the one to handle this.”

his head in agreement. “That’s right, son. You handle this. I’m too old

honeyed venom. “Besides, you’re quite experienced in safeguarding your sister’s happiness, aren’t you? Just like before. Remember when she couldn’t bear the thought of Shaun’s wedding? You found such a clever way to destroy his special day. You

across Lowell’s features. Now he remembered why those words had struck

wire before Lowell broke it, his voice devoid of emotion.

excuses because you don’t want to help me, aren’t you?” Dolores’s eyes narrowed

right now? He refuses to acknowledge my existence.

𝓐𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻’𝓼 𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓮: 𝓰Ɐ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧿𝓬𝓸𝓶

opportunity presents itself, you manufacture one!” Dolores’s voice cut like a blade. “It’s that straightforward! Are you telling me

is simple? Fine. Then you do it. Don’t expect

crossed. “Don’t drag the whole family into this just because you can’t make

clenched, trembling with rage. “Lowell, I’m your sister! How dare you talk to me