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?’
Under the judgmental eyes of Annabelle and Beulah, Matthew draped his arm around Dolores’ shoulders. “Let’s go.”
It stunned Dolores for a couple of seconds before looking up at him. “You...”
His gaze deepened slightly, and he smiled affectionately. “What’s wrong, silly?”
Annabelle stared at his legs until her eyes were ready to pop out of their sockets.
“Aren’t you crippled?”
She cupped her mouth after saying that, finally realizing she had misspoken. Beulah was also stunned. It was unbelievable.
Matthew was disgusted by the two and left with Dolores.
Abbott scoffed. “Shallow.” And didn’t look back at their stunned and obnoxious expressions.
He strode toward the car.
Beulah looked on with surprise, and fear and her legs wobbled. “How can that be? Matthew isn’t crippled?”
“What happened?” Annabelle lost her self-control and grabbed Beulah’s arm. “Why aren’t Matthew’s legs crippled?”
Beulah came to her senses after a while. Weren’t his legs unable to be treated?
“Mom...”
“Enough!” Beulah felt her mind throbbing with noise and frustration. “I wonder if your father knows about this?”
They’d lost their appetite after discovering Matthew wasn’t crippled and went together to the Flores Group.
*****

Randolph was boiling in anger. A property the Flores Group had invested in had a collapse and the company was being sued.
Randolph was frowning deeply.
Knock, knock.
Randolph was about to rage at whoever dared to disturb him, but just as he was about to shout, the door opened and Beulah
entered.
As soon as she saw Randolph’s gloomy expression, her heart jumped and asked. “What’s wrong with you?”
Beulah didn’t bother with what was bothering Randolph and said as she walked over, “Do you know that Matthew can stand?”
The news stunned Randolph, and then frowned and looked at Beulah. “A venomous snake bit him. Wasn’t it diagnosed to be
incurable? How could he stand again?”
Sure enough, Randolph also didn’t know about this.
Beulah’s expression turned serious. “He can stand up—”
“Who did you hear it from?” Randolph asked, interrupting Beulah before she could finish.
“We saw it for ourselves.” Annabelle was quick to answer.
She had calmed down and walked towards Randolph. “Father, we must have been fooled.”
Doctors had clearly determined it was incurable, so how was he able to stand now? Randolph frowned as the recent
development truly startled him and he was puzzled.
“But why did he spread the news he wasn’t able to stand?”
Beulah couldn’t determine the reason for him to lie about such a thing and pondered a guess. “Could it be something dissatisfied
him with the marriage arrangement with the Flores family and that’s why he spread that news so that we would break off the
marriage instead of him?”
The entire office became so silent one could hear a pin drop.

“That must be it. What else could it be?” Annabelle agreed with Beulah’s guess, and she sat on the sofa in frustration. “If we’d
known earlier, we wouldn’t have needed Dolores to come back.” Then she could’ve married Matthew.
Randolph was also upset, and the issue was beyond his expectations.
He initially wanted to use his daughter to cement their relationship with the Nelson family. If it really was as Beulah said, then by
marrying his Dolores to him, not only did Randolph fail to please Matthew, but he ended up antagonizing him instead.
Now that the company was suffering financially, he wanted to ask Matthew to help out, but it appeared he was unable to do that
now. Randolph was deep in thoughts. No wonder Matthew refused to meet him when he went to WY Tower to look for him.
“Mom.” Annabelle grabbed Beulah’s arm tightly. “Mom, why didn’t I marry Matthew?”
He was the first man she liked. She had the chance to marry him, but now she discovered she’d missed out on that opportunity.
She regretted it so much she turned green with envy. If she hadn’t cared that Matthew was a cripple and married him, then he
may have loved her for accepting him as a cripple.
But now all of that was given to Dolores and she couldn’t accept the reality of it.
“We should carefully consider our next moves now that we know the way things are.” it also upset Beulah that they had missed
out on the opportunity to forge a closer relationship with the Nelson family.
Randolph felt a splitting headache coming on and was furious that things turned out this way. Why had Matthew pretended to be
crippled?
In another part of the city, Dolores got into the car with Matthew and sat beside him quietly.
Matthew seemed extremely preoccupied. He looked at the documents on his lap and adjusted his collar. Dolores kept quiet and
didn’t bother him.
When they almost arrived at the WY Tower, Dolores asked him to stop the car.
“Is there something wrong?”
“It’s not a good idea for me to go in with you.”
She knew that her marriage to Matthew wasn’t something he wanted to be made public. Going in separately would prevent any
misunderstandings.

Her actions were beginning to puzzle Abbott. In the past, Dolores was negatively affecting Matthew’s reputation but now...
Dolores got out of the car and Abbott drove to the underground garage.
Matthew got out of the car and walked into the elevator, with Abbott following closely behind.
Abbott was extremely curious about Matthew’s feelings for Dolores and decided to ask.
“Mr. Nelson, do you prefer Ms. Flores or Ms. White?”