Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Dolores paused when she saw the two of them. Beulah raised her eyebrows at Dolores.

“Mom, isn’t that Dolores? Why is she here?” Annabelle wasn’t able to suppress her anger as well as Beulah could. “Was she here to eat?”

The food at Lan-Kwai was delicious, expensive, and not a place for normal people to dine at. How could Dolores dine at such a place?

Beulah scoffed. “She married into the Nelson family. Although her husband is a cripple, his societal status and wealth are genuine. It shouldn’t be any surprise she can patronize this kind of place.”

Dolores didn’t want to talk with them and wanted to walk away, but Annabelle blocked her path.

“You just married a cripple. Even if you can come to this high-class establishment, you’re nothing but an unpresentable bum.”

She looked at Dolores’ outfit from top to bottom as she spoke and laughed sarcastically.

“Step aside!” Dolores said coldly.

Annabelle didn’t. “What’s the hurry? Are you ashamed to marry a cripple?”

Abbott frowned and was about to order Annabelle to stop blocking Dolores’ path when he saw Matthew walk over and quickly retracted his hand.

“Dolores, why are you still so shabby after marrying into a wealthy family? Is it because even the cripple despises you?” Annabelle laughed sinisterly as she continued. “Don’t take after your mother who can’t even hold on to her man.”

At that point, Dolores also caught sight of Matthew walking over and couldn’t help but stare at him with eyes wide.

Annabelle noticed the change in Dolores’ expression and thought that she was angry and escalated, “Dolores, this is your destiny. Your father abandoned you in the first half of your life and dumped overseas to fend for yourself. Now you have to serve a cripple for the rest of your life, bearing life of burden…”

“I’m afraid I have to disappoint you,” a deep and manly voice said; one soft and impressive, but not to be underestimated.

“Who do you think you are…”

Annabelle turned and saw a man approaching her. He wore a well-tailored, slim-fitting business suit. He stood tall, his legs long and slim. He held his head up high and his lips full with dashing, chiseled looks. His eyes were profound, lofty, and cold.

He strode with confidence in each step and chilled the hearts of those watching. His indifference and depth of silence highlighted his nobility. He exuded a sacred aura that filled everyone’s sight. Annabelle stared in shock with her jaw hanging open.

‘He, isn’t he a cripple?’ It stunned her into disbelief. ‘How could this be possible?’

and Beulah, Matthew draped his arm around

for a couple of seconds

and he smiled

his legs until her eyes were

“Aren’t you crippled?”

mouth after saying that, finally realizing she had misspoken. Beulah was also stunned. It was

“Shallow.” And didn’t look back at their stunned and obnoxious

toward

and fear and her legs wobbled. “How can that be? Matthew

self-control and grabbed Beulah’s arm. “Why aren’t

came to her senses after a while. Weren’t his

“Mom…”

felt her mind throbbing with noise and frustration. “I wonder if your father knows about

Matthew wasn’t crippled and went together to the Flores

*****

in had a collapse and the company was being

Knock, knock.

at whoever dared to disturb him, but just as he was about to shout, the door opened and Beulah

as she saw Randolph’s gloomy expression, her heart

bothering Randolph and said as

Randolph, and then frowned and looked at Beulah. “A venomous snake bit him. Wasn’t it diagnosed to be incurable? How

Randolph also didn’t

expression turned serious. “He

Randolph asked, interrupting Beulah before she

it for ourselves.” Annabelle was

walked towards Randolph. “Father, we must have been

was incurable, so how was he able to stand now?

he spread the news he wasn’t able to

something dissatisfied him with the marriage arrangement with the Flores family and that’s why he spread that news so

so silent one could hear