Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1727:

Dolores’s frustration reached its peak as she realized the full extent of what had gone wrong.

With a sharp breath, she picked up her phone and dialed Shaun’s number, her anger simmering under her skin.

Shaun answered almost immediately, as if he had been waiting for her call. “We grew up together. You knew those reporters were there, but why the hell didn’t you stop them?” Dolores’ voice was laced with fury.

Shaun’s response came with a quiet chuckle, a hint of amusement in his tone. “Out of your mind, aren’t you? No one forced you to take those drugs. That was your choice. The second you saw those men, you couldn’t resist. And now, you refuse to own up to the fact that you’re nothing more than a slut.”

The insult cut through her like a knife, but Dolores snapped back, her voice trembling with rage. “Why didn’t you do anything to stop them? Now look at me! I’m the laughing stock of everyone. Are you proud of yourself?”

Shaun’s voice remained glacially calm as he responded, “What does your problem have to do with me? If you made a mistake, you should take responsibility for it yourself. You can’t control yourself, yet you expect me to clean up your mess? That’s funny.”

Dolores’s voice exploded through the speaker, raw with unbridled fury. When her initial outburst subsided, she hissed with venom dripping from every word, “Damn you, Shaun Kennedy. You must help me now. You owe me.”

“Ridiculous. Go cry to someone else for help,” Shaun retorted, ending the call with a decisive tap.

Across the polished mahogany table, Elyse lifted her gaze, surprise flickering across her features. “Dolores is giving you trouble again?”

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“Never mind her,” Shaun replied with a dismissive wave. “She’s just having a meltdown.”

Though Elyse had already seen the news about the Ruiz Group’s precarious situation online, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of surprise at Dolores’s audacity.

Shaun raised his coffee cup to his lips, his eyes drifting toward the second-floor window. A soft sigh escaped him, almost unconsciously.

“You’re gazing at Tracy’s room again,” Elyse observed. “You’ve been doing that quite often today.”

“I’ve been longing to see her,” Shaun admitted, his voice carrying a weight of unspoken emotions.noveldrama

“She hasn’t woken up yet. You’ll have to be patient,” Elyse replied, concern threading through her words.

The mere mention of Tracy sent a ripple of unease through Elyse’s heart. Her mind churned with thoughts of how to comfort Tracy, how to ease even a fraction of her pain.

Shaun’s voice softened with quiet conviction. “I’ve already made my decision. As long as Tracy can abandon her quest for revenge, even if she chooses to keep Lowell’s child, I’m willing to raise the baby as my own.”

The milk Elyse had been sipping went down the wrong way, sending her into a violent coughing fit.

When she finally caught her breath, she stared at him with wide-eyed disbelief. “You’re actually willing to raise Tracy’s child? Even though Lowell is the father?”

A gentle chuckle escaped Shaun’s lips. “Truth be told, before reuniting with Tracy, I was haunted by regret for everything I’d done to her. I came to understand something profound—as long as she’s willing to return to me, I don’t care what path she’s walked or how life has changed her.”

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