Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1726:

Dolores, however, wasn’t backing down. “Dad, you’re locking me in here like a prisoner! Have you even considered how I feel? So what if I’ve been a little wild? I didn’t do anything that can’t be forgiven.”

Leon snapped, his voice full of disgust. “Look at the disaster you’ve caused! You’ve destroyed your future and dragged our family into your scandal!” With a sharp wince, he clutched his chest, his face contorting with pain.

Lucille, her expression instantly shifting to worry, hurried to his side. “Honey, are you okay? You need to calm down. This anger is bad for your health.”

Leon waved her off with a frustrated gesture. “Let’s go. Leave her here to stew in her own mess,” he muttered. He leaned heavily on Lucille, who helped him navigate out of the apartment.

Dolores remained frozen in place, a mixture of disbelief and seething rage tightening her chest.

Grabbing her phone, she began searching for news about herself, her fingers trembling.

Most of the articles had already been wiped from the internet, a move she was sure Lowell had orchestrated. Still, gossip about her and the Ruiz Group lingered in the digital corners, impossible to erase.

After scanning through the online comments, Dolores flung her phone across the room in a fit of rage. “They’re all out of their minds!” she spat. “Bitter, jealous nobodies. I’m privileged. Why shouldn’t I live how I want? They’re just envious.”

Her fury boiled over, but even after venting, she refused to back down. Determined, she grabbed her phone again and dialed Lowell’s number.

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Her frustration skyrocketed. She dialed again and again until, finally, Lowell picked up. His voice was sharp and laced with irritation. “What now? Don’t you know I’m busy?”

Dolores didn’t hold back, her temper flaring once more. “How busy could you possibly be that you can’t even take my call?”

Lowell’s laugh was sharp and humorless. “Thanks to you, I’ve been running around since dawn, trying to clean up your mess. The company’s reputation is in tatters, and now our partners are reconsidering their deals with us.”

Dolores seethed, biting back her rage. “It’s just a little scandal, for God’s sake. That’s nothing that can’t be fixed. Don’t pin your incompetence on me.”

Lowell’s voice grew colder. “Dolores, we’ve spoiled you for far too long. This is what happens when you think the world revolves around you.”

A chill ran down Dolores’s spine. Her tone sharpened. “I’m your older sister. You owe me an apology and need to fix this mess. And get those comments removed—I still need to go on blind dates, you know.”

Lowell’s reply was blunt. “I’m not cleaning up after you. You should leave the country and stay quiet for a while.”

Dolores froze, her mind reeling. “What did you just say? Are you actually kicking me out?”

Lowell didn’t answer. He hung up, his silence more cutting than any words. His grim expression didn’t waver as he got back to his work.

Dolores sat on her bed, her mind reeling. Lowell’s words echoed in her head like a thunderclap. He had always been her protector, the one who took care of everything. Yet now, he had turned his back on her. She couldn’t accept it. For an entire hour, she sat motionless, her thoughts swirling in frustration. But instead of introspection, she busied herself finding someone else to blame. Her mind eventually settled on Shaun. He should’ve done something, she thought bitterly. He should’ve stopped the reporters from getting too close.

Sure, she had been the one to orchestrate the media frenzy, but that didn’t excuse Shaun from standing by and watching it all unfold. He should’ve been more proactive, more protective of her.

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