Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1752:

Dolores could hardly believe Tracy’s luck. She angrily asked, “Did you do something to prevent it?”

Tracy smirked, tilting her head. “I told you—you’re crazy. You should see a psychiatrist. Delusions are an illness too, you know.”

But Dolores refused to back down. “Tell me the truth! How could you possibly be alive?”

Without warning, Tracy slapped her, her voice turning ice-cold. “Why are you screaming at me? Whether I live or die has nothing to do with you. You’ve already made a mess of your own life, even without me in the picture.”

Dolores cradled her stinging cheek, her gaze brimming with venomous hatred. Tracy met her glare without flinching. “No one is going to clean up your mess for you or carry the weight of your miserable choices. Let’s see how long you can keep this up.”

Dolores straightened, her expression cold. “I’ll outlive you.”

Tracy threw her head back and laughed. “Your life is an absolute joke, and you think you’ll outlive me? That’s priceless!”

with venom. “Tracy, don’t fool yourself into thinking that just because you’re still alive, you can do whatever you please in my presence. I could still end your

her tone laced

of the Ruiz family, Dolores had never been subjected to such treatment. In a blind rage, she

person; her body was now powerful and resilient. She saw through Dolores’s attack in an instant and deftly countered it. She looked at Dolores, who was retreating repeatedly but refusing to surrender, and let out a

𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓬𝓬 𝗮𝓬𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 ⓯𝓻𝗼𝓶 gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⫷𝖼𝗈𝗺

that

“Just wait, I’ll

gaze, she hurriedly left the

in a panic, Tracy couldn’t help but find the situation amusing. She muttered to herself, “How could I have ever thought Dolores was frightening? She’s just a pathetic coward. I must’ve been too weak

a final chuckle, she turned

at the Ruiz Group’s headquarters, Lowell was still in a meeting, so

and upon seeing Dolores’s swollen face, he asked