Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband - Chapter 1400
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Chapter 1400:
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Dolores gave a nod, prompting Lowell to assist her with removing her oxygen mask.
With a raspy voice, she inquired,
“Has Shaun visited me?”
Without even opening his eyes, Lowell responded indifferently,
“He has lost his memory. He doesn’t recognize his own parents, let alone visit you. Your focus should be on healing.”
Dolores’ eyes widened in shock.
“He doesn’t remember anything at all, not even me? What does he remember, then? Surely not just that Tracy?”
Dolores’s frustration manifested in a harsh coughing fit, each cough seeming to tear through her chest.
Lowell gently placed the oxygen mask over Dolores’s face.
The pallor on her cheeks faded as she inhaled deeply, and the feverish redness gradually disappeared.
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After a moment, her breathing steadied, and Lowell carefully removed the mask again.
Dolores reached out, clutching his hand tightly. Her eyes, rimmed with exhaustion and desperation, brimmed with urgency.
“Please take—Shaun. He must be so scared and vulnerable right now. I need to be with him.”
Lowell sighed, frustration softening into concern.
“You just woke up. You need to rest and focus on recovering,” he said gently but firmly.
Dolores shook her head, her voice breaking with determination.
“No! He needs me. I can’t just lie here while he’s all alone.”
Lowell closed his eyes briefly, reining in his growing exasperation. Then, he leaned forward and carefully pressed Dolores back onto the bed, replacing the oxygen mask over her face. His tone turned serious.
“Dolores, listen to me. The police will be coming tomorrow. They need to ask you some questions.”
Dolores’s confusion was evident. She stared at him, her brows furrowing.
Lowell’s voice dropped lower.
“The car crash wasn’t an accident. Someone tried to kill you. The police will need your statement. But for now, you need to stay calm and rest.”
Dolores closed her eyes weakly, a mix of exhaustion and unwillingness clouding her expression.
Seeing her stubbornness, Lowell held back his irritation and softened his tone.
“I’ll go talk to Shaun. I’ll bring him here to see you,” he promised.
Her eyes flew open, filling with tears.
“Tell him,” her voice cracked as she whispered, “Tell him I love him more than anything.”
Lowell let out a bitter laugh. Without another word, he turned and left the room.
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