Contract Marriage With The Disabled CEO

Chapter 68 We’re Dancing

Under his manipulation, Kerwin’s wheelchair slid across the dance floor to the rhythm Under the dazzling lights, Betty leaned against his chest and slid Through the gaping crowd with him. Belly was in a daze. She looked at the dashing man. His facial contours were impeccable. His eyes were less cold and gentler. With a smile on his face, he Was shining like a star. This heartthrob…  He was her husband. As Kerwin’s wheelchair was sliding, those people all around were stupefied. Even Emily, who was enjoying the limelight, slopped dancing Change the fact that you’re disabled. How pathetic!” Emily intended to mock Kerwin and Betty, but Kerwin’s dashing look and graceful dancing discouraged her. The other audiences were also shocked and mesmerized, “Gosh, I’ve thought that a man in a wheelchair could be so attractive.!! “That woman named Betty is enviable to have such a devoted, romantic, and outstanding husband.” “He’s the second son of the Martin family after all.” Some older people in the crowd recalled the past and sighed. “He used to be a golden boy. If the kidnapping hadn’t happened…” Sitting on Kerwin’s lap, Betty caught a word or two, raised her head, and looked over. Kerwin stopped her by pinching her chin. “Mind their words?” He was able to read her Betty smiled with embarrassment. “Don’t mind them,” Kerwin whispered. His grip loosened and turned into a caress. “Just enjoy the moment.” Deeper than usual, his voice was enchanting. Her mind blank, Betty nodded, wrapped her arms around his neck, and slid across the dance floor with him. Content with Betty’s cooperation, Kerwin curled his lips. At the stairway on the second floor Old Bruce stood upright, overlooking the dance floor. The expression in his eyes changed when he saw Betty’s broad smile and a faint one on Kerwin’s face. He hadn’t seen his grandson smile like this for a long time. “Sir,” a gray-haired butler came up and said.

senses and nodded, “One more thing, take that girl named Betty to my study.” With that, Old Bruce turned around and headed to his study, The ball soon came to an end. Emily was the nominal star of the party, but her thunder was stolen by Betty, who was sitting on Kerwin’s lap the entire time. As the last piece of music ended, Betty stood up. Before the blush on her face could Subside, an old butler came over and said in respectful manner, “Mrs. Martin, the old master invites you to his study.”  Betty was stunned.  Old Bruce wanted to see her? Because of the photos? Betty tensed up and turned to look at Kerwin at the thought of Old Bruce’s penetrating eyes. Kerwin nodded and said, “It’s okay, Grandpa is eccentric but reasonable.” Relieved a little, Betty followed the butler to the study on the second floor. Old Bruce’s study was quaint, with sandalwood incense burning, Betty went in and felt like going back to ancient times. In a robe, the old man was sitting behind the desk. His eagle’s eyes had been fixed on her since she came in. Betty did her best to fight back her nervousness, walked over to the desk, and greeted him in a reverent tone, “Bruce…” “What did you call me?” Old Bruce asked in an authoritative voice. Betty froze in bewilderment. “Since you’ve married Kerwin, you should call me grandpa.” Old Bruce saw her confusion, explained in spite of his Impatience, and added with a sneer, “You and your sister, Emily, are quite different. She is eager to call me grandpa, but you wouldn’t.” Betty’s face blanched. To her surprise, Old Bruce knew that Emily and she were siblings. In retrospect,