Chapter 2143
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, âI canât stand up againâ¦â
Betsey said sharply, âWhat do you mean by that? Are you disabled?â
Tears started streaming down Lindsayâs face.
Matthew looked conflicted, but his voice was firm, saying, âI will take responsibility.
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Hearing this, Stellaâs heart sank completely.
Was Lindsay injured while saving Matthew? Had Matthewâs 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, âYou say youâll take responsibility? How exactly? Lindsay is now disabled.
Her life is changed forever.
Sheâs unmarried.
Who would marry someone who is disabled? So what if youâre wealthy? Can you guarantee her happiness for a lifetime?â
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Matthewâs face showed a slight shift in expression.
Waldo couldnât help but glance over at Stella.
Lindsay quickly intervened, trying to sound reasonable and kind, saying, âMom, please donât say that.
Iâm okay.
Waldo and Lucia raised me, and Iâm thankful to them.
Itâs only my legs.
I would even give my life for Matthew.
â
But Betsey was relentless and snapped back, âYouâre too naive.
Just because they raised you doesnât mean they own you!â
At that, Lindsay began to weep quietly, her eyes turning red.
Betsey then turned her gaze to Matthew.
After a brief silence, Matthew said, âDonât worry.
Iâll ensure youâre satisfied.
â
Betsey, not missing a beat, raised her voice and demanded, âAre you planning to divorce Stella and marry Lindsay?â
The room fell silent.
Stella felt as if Betseyâs words were a dagger piercing the softest part of her heart.
She even thought that todayâs Matthew resembled the distant, cold man from their near-divorce days.
She couldnât decipher his thoughts, making their once-sweet memories seem like a distant dream.
Betsey asked further, âWhy are you silent? So, did you mean anything you said earlier?â
Lindsay gently tugged at Betseyâs sleeve and said timidly, âMom, please stop.
Itâs just my legs; itâs not the end of the world.
I chose this for Matthew.
It doesnât matter if he takes responsibility or not.
Please donât guilt-trip himâ¦â
Her eyes were tearful, and her words exuded understanding and acceptance of Matthewâs situation.
She looked so pitiful, it was heartbreaking.