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.

under suspicion for attempted murder.

recoiled. “Why? Where’s your proof that I tried

to see the evidence, you can view it at

in her voice. “On what grounds are you dragging my daughter

Ma’am, if they don’t pull through, your daughter is in deeper trouble

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

the call connected, Lucille’s words tumbled out in a frantic sob. “Lowell, the police just arrested Dolores! You’ve got to do something,

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

tried to kill others,” Lucille

in Lowell’s gut. He swallowed his rising panic

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broke as she wailed, “Shaun and Tracy—they’re both in critical condition at the hospital.

word and bolted from his office. But instead of racing