When Love Comes Late

Nearby, Stella was still in shock over the unfolding scene.

She gathered herself and approached Matthew.

However, just as she reached him, she heard Lindsay crying.

Lindsay lamented, “I can’t stand up again…”

Betsey said sharply, “What do you mean by that? Are you disabled?”

Tears started streaming down Lindsay’s face.

Matthew looked conflicted, but his voice was firm, saying, “I will take responsibility.

”

Hearing this, Stella’s heart sank completely.

Was Lindsay injured while saving Matthew? Had Matthew’s feelings toward Lindsay shifted out of guilt?

But Stella was confused.

What had she done wrong? Why was Matthew so distant from her?

Betsey seized the opportunity to escalate the situation further.

She sharply criticized Matthew, “You say you’ll take responsibility? How exactly? Lindsay is now disabled.

Her life is changed forever.

She’s unmarried.

Who would marry someone who is disabled? So what if you’re wealthy? Can you guarantee her happiness for a lifetime?”

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Matthew’s face showed a slight shift in expression.

Waldo couldn’t help but glance over at Stella.

Lindsay quickly intervened, trying to sound reasonable and kind, saying, “Mom, please don’t say that.

I’m okay.

Waldo and Lucia raised me, and I’m thankful to them.

It’s only my legs.

I would even give my life for Matthew.

”

But Betsey was relentless and snapped back, “You’re too naive.

Just because they raised you doesn’t mean they own you!”

At that, Lindsay began to weep quietly, her eyes turning red.

Betsey then turned her gaze to Matthew.

After a brief silence, Matthew said, “Don’t worry.

I’ll ensure you’re satisfied.

”

Betsey, not missing a beat, raised her voice and demanded, “Are you planning to divorce Stella and marry Lindsay?”

The room fell silent.

Stella felt as if Betsey’s words were a dagger piercing the softest part of her heart.

She even thought that today’s Matthew resembled the distant, cold man from their near-divorce days.

She couldn’t decipher his thoughts, making their once-sweet memories seem like a distant dream.

Betsey asked further, “Why are you silent? So, did you mean anything you said earlier?”

Lindsay gently tugged at Betsey’s sleeve and said timidly, “Mom, please stop.

It’s just my legs; it’s not the end of the world.

I chose this for Matthew.

It doesn’t matter if he takes responsibility or not.

Please don’t guilt-trip him…”

Her eyes were tearful, and her words exuded understanding and acceptance of Matthew’s situation.

She looked so pitiful, it was heartbreaking.