Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1792:

“Lowell! Help!” she cried, her voice a torrent of anguish. “Tell them it was an accident—I never meant for this to happen! Get me out of this wretched place—I can’t stand it here!”

Her sobs painted her as the wounded party, a portrait of woe.

Lowell gently disentangled himself from her grasping hands. Fixing her with an impassive gaze, he spoke in measured tones, “Dolores, you’re no longer a child. Stop acting like one, begging for my rescue. When you’ve erred, it’s time to own up to it.”

Dolores’s eyes widened in disbelief. “What are you saying?” she snapped, her voice sharp with defiance. “Are you suggesting I should confess to something I didn’t intend? I told you—I didn’t mean to strike them with the car! It was an accident!”

Lowell’s response was cool and cutting. “Do you honestly think anyone will buy that story?”

her temper flaring like

“Then, the moment you saw Tracy and Shaun step outside, you gunned the engine and plowed right into them.” He drew a ragged breath before pressing on. “Was your hatred for her so consuming? She was carrying my child! Do you grasp that? You snuffed out my baby’s

stood rooted to the spot, stunned into silence. She hadn’t considered the

All she had craved, with a fierce

“I’ve spoken with Shaun’s parents. Whatever sentence the court

from a nightmare. “I’m your sister,” she said, her voice trembling with shock. “And

“Exactly. You’re my sister, and that’s precisely why you need to face the music. Our parents coddled you for too

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out of your mind?” Dolores demanded, incredulity lacing her words. “I’m your family.

can’t watch you spiral further into ruin. Dolores, use this time

he turned on his heel and