My Heart only Beats for You

After a while, Matthew cback.

His taste really was good. He had chosen a long, black skirt. Paired with Selina's white shirt, it matched seamlessly.

"Put it on, I'll wait for you outside," Matthew said.

She nodded.

She put on the skirt under the cover of the blanket, then knocked on the window, signaling for Matthew to get in.

When the car passed by a hotel, Selina abruptly told Matthew to stop.

He pulled over to the side.

Selina bit her lip and said, "I want to clean myself." She had wanted to go hand do it, but she did not want to stain her own house.

Zobby had not actually assaulted her, but when she thought of how their skin had cinto contact, even thinking about it made her feel disgusted.

"Okay," Matthew immediately agreed.

He booked a room, then sent Selina in.

"You go wash up first, and I'll buy you a set of clothes," Matthew said.

Selina nodded.

Matthew was indeed a smart man. He already knew what to do without her having to say anything.

Since she was going to shower, she would definitely have to change all her clothes.

As he watched Selina walking into the bathroom, Matthew's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of pain.

He had not forgotten that he had once tried to force himself onto Selina as well.

Back then, had Selina also wanted to clean her body and scrub herself inside and out? Matthew's heart was filled with endless regret.

In the shower, Selina cleaned her body desperately.

It was not until the pale, tender skin on her body turned red from her scrubbing that she finally breathed out a sigh of relief.

Only like this did she feel that she was clean.

She turned off the shower and was about to wipe her body with a towel.

Suddenly, there was a light knock on the door.

Selina's mouth dried up instantly.

She knew that Matthew had to be the one knocking.

"What's the matter?" Her voice was light, like the buzzing of a mosquito.

"The clothes are on the bed. I'll put it down and leave. You can wear it when you cout later." It really was Matthew's voice.

"Okay," replied Selina.

After drying her body, she wrapped herself in a bath towel and went out.

Matthew had disappeared.

A set of black and white clothes was neatly placed on the bed, and...

Selina's face turned red immediately.

There was a pair of underwear as well.

It was very cute, with a cartoonish design, but no matter how cute it was, it could not change the fact that it was the piece of clothing that stuck most closely to her body. Thinking about the fact that Matthew had bought something like that for her, how could she not blush? She took a deep breath and changed into the new clothes that Matthew bought.

Then, she picked up the hairdryer.

Her hair was still wet, and she had to blow it dry.

An odd picture surfaced in her mind as she blow dried her hair, that being Matthew going to buy underwear for her.

Selina could not envision Matthew's expression in her mind.

She raised the corner of her mouth slightly. There were all kinds of tints in her gaze, sly and cunning ones.

What would Matthew's expression have been? Serious, or embarrassing? Or something else? The smile on her face grew deeper and deeper.

At that moment, the doorbell rang.

The smile on her face had reached its peak.

She knew that it was Matthew.

Her voice was clear and crisp. "I've already washed up. Cin." Matthew pushed the door open and entered.

Selina lowered her head and continued to blow her hair dry.

An ambiguous atmosphere surfaced in the hotel room that she had just taken a shower in.

Her face turned a little red.

Matthew walked over and said, Til help you blow your hair dry." His handsface was somewhat gloomy. He did not have the intentions that Selina was thinking about.

He was so full of remorse that he was completely immersed in regret.

Regret about how he had wanted to force himself onto Selina.

He had not forgotten the shock and fear in Setina's eyes when he had saved her just now, not to mention. the hatred in her voice when she said she wanted to take a proper shower.

The corners of Selina's smile deepened.

She handed over the hairdryer in her hand.

Matthew took it and helped Selina dry her hair.

He did not just hold the hairdryer there and direct it towards Selina's hair. From tto time, he would everdift up strands of her hair so that her hair would dry faster. en.swhovelsA slightly dazed look flashed through her eyes.

She suddenly thought of Dylan.

A long tago, Dylan had probably helped her dry her hair too, but all he did was hold the hairdryer in place. Back then, she had even said to Dylan, "Can't you lift my hair up? If you just blow towards the surface, it'll definitely take a long tto dry." As a result, Dylan responded, "Why would I go through that much trouble? There's no need for so many rules, I'm just drying your hair." At that time, Selina had cto think of that as normal, and had not expected Matthew to be any different.

Just as she was in a trance, his words suddenly reached her ears. "Selina, I'm sorry." Right then, Matthew's heart was full of guilt, which made him unable to control his emotions. Search the Find Nøvelwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.

Selina was stunned for a moment.

Confused, she said, "What are you sorry for?" Matthew's thin lips twitched.

He remained silent for a long while.

Selina asked once more, "Why did you just say sorry to me?"

Matthew finally opened his mouth I and said, "Selina, I actually wanted to make up for that matter using the rest of my life." Selina's breath cto a standstill.

All of her attention was focused on the phrase, "for the rest of my life".

Her heartbeat sped up a little, and there was a glint of expectation in her eyes.

"It's a pity that there's no longer a chance," Matthew said in a deep voice.

Selina was speechless.

Her heart dropped all of a sudden.

Her heart, which had almost been filled to the brim, suddenly felt empty.

It was as if something was missing.

"Oh." There was an unspeakable emotion in her tone.

Matthew paused.

"If you need anything in the future, I will do my best to help you."

No matter what he did, Selina would not like him. There was no way for him to make it up to selina using the rest of his life, so this was all he could do. He would show up when she was in need of help.

A tinge of bitterness flashed through her heart.

With a bit of jealousy in her tone, she

said, "I'm the daughter of the Whitlock family. What would meed help with? Wouldn't the Whitlock family be able to solve it? Why would I need to get an outsider to help me? There's nothing I need your help With!" Matthew's eyes dimmed a little.

After a while, he said, "That's true." Silence. There was complete silence.

Selina and Matthew did not speak again, and the only sound left in the hotel room was the sound of the hairdryer.

The smile on her lips, which had been slightly raised before, suddenly disappeared.

Her eyes, which had initially been sparkling, turned gloomy as well.

She and Matthew were supposed to have an ambiguous atmosphere in the hotel room.

If this was the past, Matthew would definitely have said or done something. However, at that moment, he did not.

Instead, he brought up that shameful experience and said things that made her uncomfortable.

Selina's eyelashes were trembling like butterflies in the rain.

She thought that Matthew really might not have any feelings for her.

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