Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1788:

Lucille’s instincts screamed that something was off, but she swallowed her doubts and helped zip the last bag. Just then, a sharp rap echoed at the door.

Lucille started forward, but Dolores gripped her arm. “Wait—don’t open it.”

“What’s the big deal?” Lucille asked, baffled.

Dolores didn’t answer. She tiptoed to the door and peered through the peephole. Relief washed over her when she recognized the delivery boy she’d ordered face masks from.

She cracked the door open—and a squad of police officers flooded inside.

Lucille stood frozen. “What on earth—why are the police barging into our home?”

Dolores went ashen, her suitcase forgotten at her feet. The lead officer scanned the room, his gaze settling on Dolores and the packed bags.

Ruiz, you’re under suspicion for attempted murder. You’ll need to come with us,” he

your proof

steely. “If you’re so keen to see the evidence, you can view it at the station.” He turned to his team. “Take her

“On what grounds are you dragging my daughter away? Who did she

for their lives in the operating room right now. Ma’am, if they don’t pull through, your daughter is in deeper trouble than

stunned silence, her mind spinning. Finally, she pulled herself together and fumbled for her

frantic sob. “Lowell, the police just arrested Dolores!

the line before Lowell finally spoke, his voice low. “What has she been

she tried to kill others,” Lucille

feeling coiled in Lowell’s gut. He swallowed his

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critical condition at the hospital. Please, Lowell, you have to help Dolores. She is on

her place behind bars!” Lowell snapped, his tone icecold. He hung up without another word and bolted from his office. But instead