Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1714:

Lowell’s expression twisted as conflicting emotions warred within him. This revelation—this cruel, bewildering twist of fate—left him reeling.

Seeing his turmoil, Tracy tilted her head, her voice light, almost playful. “Aren’t you forgetting something? There’s still another surprise. Don’t you want to find it?”

Lowell was momentarily stunned, but his mind latched onto the distraction. He began searching the living room, his movements stiff, his thoughts a whirlwind. Then, in the corner, he spotted a bag. A neatly wrapped gift. His fingers felt numb as he opened it. And then—his world tilted. His face drained of color as he stared at the contents.

An ultrasound report. His voice came out in a strangled gasp. “You’re… pregnant?”

Tracy’s eyes twinkled with unmistakable delight. She clasped her hands together, swaying slightly. “Take a good look. Our baby is growing strong and healthy.”

“I don’t know yet if it’s a boy or a girl, but with our resources, we can provide for either, can’t we?”

emotions churned inside him. He swallowed hard, struggling to steady

let out a low, chilling laugh. “Get rid of it? No way. That’s not going to happen. This baby…

stared at her. “What?” His voice was barely more than a breath. “What

voice laced with venom. “You and your sister were merciless. That cliff was treacherous—towering above the raging sea, the waves below ready to devour me whole. And yet, you let go of my hand. You watched me

packed with

The memory of that day flashed before his eyes—so vivid, so raw, it felt like it was happening all over again. For just a fraction of a second, a flicker of pain crossed his face. But it was fleeting—quickly buried beneath layers

her voice as she spoke. “But none of that matters. You all may have

my baby and I will be part of the Ruiz family. We’ll live with you all. How does that

moment, clarity struck Lowell—Tracy’s actions weren’t driven by love, but by pure, seething hatred. She despised his family and wanted nothing

rubbed his face, exhaustion weighing on him. Maybe he was just too drained today. His head felt light, almost dizzy. Still, he forced himself to think. He needed to make

drifted to her abdomen. After a long pause, he finally spoke. “We