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Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1403
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“She was in an accident and only woke up today. She’s still healing, Shaun. It's expected she won't look her

best.”

Hearing those words cut deep, and Dolores, wounded, demanded,

“What do I look like now? Am | that ugly? Givea mirror!”

Shaun, visibly annoyed by the outburst, rolled his eyes and said to Lowell,

“You toldto just take a look, and I did. I'm out of here.”

Dolores’s heart sank further at Shaun's indifference.

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“Shaun, why are you so cold? Don’t you care aboutat all?”

Shaun retorted with a hint of frustration,

“Why should | care? We were just childhood playmates. Just because you have feelings doesn’t mean they're

returned.”

He added firmly,

“Plus, I'm married now. Please, let's just respect that.”

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“We were more than that! We dated back then!” Dolores protested, raising her voice.

“And if that was true, why did it end?” Shaun asked, his patience wearing thin.

Dolores faltered, the words catching in her throat. The truth was harsh; she had been the one to betray him first.

Memories of Shaun's wedding cflooding back, a wedding she had tried to stop, driven by her inability to let

him go.

Silence fell heavily in the room.

Shaun, eager to escape the awkward confrontation, moved toward the door but paused to make one last point

clear.

“We should avoid seeing each other. I'm married, and any interaction with you is just going to upset my wife.”

“You're married?” Dolores whispered, her voice trailing off.

Lowell quickly placed the oxygen mask back on Dolores, cutting off her response.

Ignoring her confused expression, he turned to Shaun.

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“Thanks for coming by, Shaun. You should head to your ward now. It’s late, and stop playing games all night.”

“Humph, mind your own business,” Shaun snapped, exiting briskly.

As the door clicked shut, Lowell faced Dolores, his voice soft yet stern.

“He has lost his memory. Confronting him won't change anything.”

Once he removed the oxygen mask again, Dolores protested immediately,

“But he’s not married! Tracy jumped off a cliff and died. How could he be married?”

“People with amnesia create their own realities from what they hear,” Lowell explained patiently.

“It’s not unusual. And since nobody talks about Tracy’s death, Shaun probably thinks she’s still alive.”

Dolores’s face darkened with realization.