My Heart only Beats for You

This was a store opened by an artisan she met many years ago in France. Its sound system was artisanal and really good, something which the mass-produced types could not compare at all. Sadly Selina only bought a single set back then.

When she wanted to buy it again much later, she had cto realize that the artisan had retired due to old age and that the shop had ceased operating.

However, she didn't expect Matthew to say that he had managed to get it.

She looked at Matthew in astonishment and asked, "You bought it? Didn't that shop closed down?" Matthew's gaze deepened and asked, "Oh, so you're finally telling the truth?" His tone didn't seem to contain any elements of surprise, it was like he had already known that Selina would know.

Selina fell silent.

As shameless as she could have been, her face somewhat blushed a little.

Feeling Matthew's deep gaze fixed on her face, Selina decided to let it all out.

After all, since she had a slip of the tongue, there was no need to hide anymore.

Looking into Matthew's eyes, Selina responded, "Yes, I knew all along that the shop had closed down but still wanted you to go there on purpose, that's because I wanted to make fun of you. So? Can't I do that?" The last sentence, "Can't I do that", sounded provocative.

A flash of helplessness swept over Matthew's eyes.

"Sure," he murmured, without any displeasure on his face.

Selina's breath paused slightly.

"You are my wife. I am happy to be 'tortured' by you," Matthew looked at Selina deeply.

Selina, on the other hand, did not know what more to say following Matthew's remarks.

"Let's go back and take a look at your new sound system," Matthew said.

With a complicated feeling, Selina nodded.

Later on, Matthew drove back to the Perry family's home.

On the road, she suddenly thought of the McLaren car, the one owned by Dylan.

She felt as if her heart had been pricked by needles. There was an inexplicable pain which arose in her heart. Selina's gaze fell on Matthew's face.

Matthew was looking at the front as he was driving. His side profile was impeccable as if it was God's finest masterpiece. "Matthew," Selina finally opened her mouth.

"Yes?" he responded softly.

"Do you like gifting McLarens to other people?" asked Selina, with a glimmer of hope in her heart.

She was thinking to herself that maybe she could be wrong? A hint of surprise flashed across Matthew's eyes.

So Selina knew about him rewarding the topperforming employees a McLaren each during last year's annual meeting? "Yes I did. If you excel in your performance then you deserve to be rewarded," Matthew said casually. Selina felt her heart were being struck hard by sblunt object.

Pressing her lips tightly and not saying a word, Selina just looked at Matthew with a hint of hatred in her eyes. Upon reaching the Perry family's villa, Selina saw the sound system brought hby Matthew all the way from Germany.

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The quality and the unique logo on it were exactly the same.

"How did you manage to get it?" asked Selina with her gaze falling on Matthew's face.

Matthew's lips curled into a smile and said, "When there's a will there's a way." Selina did not respond further.

When there is a will, there is a way...

Haha, if Matthew hadn't done such a despicable thing previously, she might have been feeling really touched by his gesture.

But now, no matter how much Matthew was trying to do to impress her, he was just a despicable douche in her eyes.

Selina suddenly had the urge to release her anger.

Such as throwing something; pointing at Matthew and reprimanding him; revealing all of his contemptible shameless acts, so that this man would never be able to pretend to be a gentleman in front of her. Still, she managed to restrain herself.

She still had a lot of things to do, and she couldn't let her efforts go to waste.

"Let's sing," Selina said and smiled at Matthew all of a sudden.

She saw that Matthew had not only bought her the sound system but also a microphone. Perhaps twas because she had said last tthat she wanted to sing at home.

There were many ways to vent anger and singing was one of them. Singing out loud, for example, so loud that you dropped.

"You sing and I listen," Matthew said and looked softly at Selina.

Selina did not force Matthew.

She held the microphone alone and began to sing in front of the huge screen. She had originally wanted to sing a love song, but decided against it eventually. She didn't even have the "love" right now, so why the need to sing such songs? Selina then sang a song she heard when younger, which was a happy song. "Con, we're all pineapples, con, we're all fruits, fruits, fruits, fruits, fruits..." In the end, Selina got so excited from singing that she took off her slippers, and stepped on the smooth floor to dance and sing.

Sitting on the sofa, Matthew had his smiling eyes fixed on Selina.

At this moment, it seemed everything around him had turned into nothingness for in his eyes, there was only Selina.

Selina was jumping in a pair of white socks. Even her ponytail which had been tied up casually was also bouncing.

The smile in his eyes grew wider.

He knew that Selina didn't like him.

He also didn't know why Selina suddenly wanted to marry him.

But he didn't want to delve deeper.

Life was too short and it would be meaningless to be delving deeper into all things.

Wouldn't it be a blessing to have such an interesting lady by one's side in this short lifetime? Selina had been singing for a long time, so she bectired and almost breathless.

When she could finally no longer continue singing, Selina turned m around nd to drink swater, only to discover that Matthew had fallen asleep. He was half-seated with his eyes closed.

He had a good sleeping posture which looked like it had been positioned on purpose because it seemed too perfect.

Selina walked over and patted Matthew's face gently. "Hey." There was no response.

However, a sense of surprise appeared in Selina's eyes.

Matthew's complexion was so good that it seemed to be comparable to hers. It was very smooth to touch.

As much as Selina hated Matthew a lot, this impressed and surprised her very naturally.

It was not easy for a man over his 30s to have such a complexion.

Just as she was about to wake Matthew up, Erine walked over.

With a finger on her lips, Erine gestured Selina to be quiet and not wake Matthew up.

Erine's eyes was filled with pity. She whispered, "Miss Whitlock, I think? Master Remy is feally tired. When he got off his jet, I heard that he hadn't gotten enough sleep. I initially wanted to let him sleep but he said look, he's dozed off on the sofa. He's really exhausted." he had to look for you.

Selina's breath froze slightly.

Erine continued, "I'll get a blanket for Master Perry." Seeing that Erine was about to get the blanket, Dylan's McLaren seemed to flash across Selina's eyes.

A sense of grief swept across her eyes.

"It's ok Erine, letget it," Selina told.

Erine did not think much further.

וויד "Ok then, Miss Whitlock, guess I'll trouble you to look after Masterm Perry. I'm making snourishing broth which I will serve him later." When Erine had left, a gleam appeared in Selina's eyes. She sat on Matthew's lap.