Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1724:

Shaun’s smirk was almost dark. “You don’t get Dolores. At her core, she’s someone who craves chaos—rules don’t mean a thing to her. Do you think I made her like this? I gave her the chance to walk away. But once the drug hit and she saw all those men in the room, she couldn’t fight it.”

Elyse’s disbelief was evident. “I can’t believe she’d sink that low!”

For once, Jayden was at a loss for words. He knew their world was full of wealthy people with a penchant for excess, but women like Dolores—bold and reckless—were rare in their circle.

Jayden found himself seeing Dolores in an entirely new light.

As the story spread, Dolores quickly became a trending topic, with the public relentless in their chatter.

With the mounting outrage, the Ruiz Group’s stock began to take a sharp dive. Meanwhile, Dolores had no clue that her impulsive actions were about to send the company into a tailspin.

Even Lowell’s new project felt the ripple effects.

When Leon and Lucille caught wind of the situation, they stormed into Dolores’s apartment without warning.

The noise jolted Dolores awake, still groggy from sleep. Annoyed, she shot up in bed. “I was finally sleeping! What are you doing here so early? Why don’t you mind your own business for once?”

Leon’s anger was uncontrollable. “How could you bring such shame on our family?” Without warning, he slapped Dolores across the face.

The sting snapped Dolores into full consciousness. She pressed her hand to her cheek, her eyes wide with disbelief. “Dad, why’d you hit me? Don’t you think that hurt?”

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Leon’s voice shook with fury, his chest rising and falling as he clutched it. “Look at what you’ve done! You’ve practically brought the Ruiz Group to its knees!”

Dolores blinked at him, utterly baffled. “What are you talking about? Dad, don’t throw baseless accusations at me.”

Lucille shifted uncomfortably before she spoke. “Dolores… you made a mistake. A serious one. You need to take responsibility.”

Dolores frowned, still lost. “For what? Can someone please tell me what’s going on?”

Lucille exhaled sharply, her shoulders sagging. “Don’t you remember last night? You… you were with a group of men. How could you?”

For a moment, Dolores said nothing. Then, with a slight tilt of her head, she murmured, “Oh, that? I remember now. I was with them, sure. But that’s my personal life, isn’t it? Why are you interrogating me over this?”

Lucille’s patience snapped. “Don’t you realize the media caught everything? Have you completely lost your mind?”

“The media?” Dolores echoed, her gaze drifting as memories of the previous night flickered through her mind. She had relished every moment—blissful, intoxicating.noveldrama

Then, like a bolt of clarity, it hit her. This hadn’t been an accident. She had orchestrated it. She had wanted to expose her relationship with Shaun. She had arranged for the media to be there, had even ensured they had access. “I did invite the press,” she admitted slowly, almost as if testing the words. “But I don’t recall them actually taking pictures.”

Lucille let out a weary, humorless laugh. “They took a bunch of pictures. And now, they’re plastered all over the internet. Do you have any idea what you’ve done to the Ruiz Group? Do you know how hard your brother has been working to contain this disaster?”

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