My Heart only Beats for You

Lothar never imagined that Selina would stand up for him like this.

This made him recall an event that occurred a long while ago.

At that time, he was still in junior high, being immature and fighting with thugs outside of school. He had asked his best friends for shelp in the fighting but they'd all quickly refused and run away. As for Selina, she was so willing to help him despite their brief friendship.

A wave of turbulent emotions arose in his eyes.

With a brief pause, he reported his location to her, his voice sounding terribly hoarse.

As everyone in the Whitlock family had gone for their lunch break, Selina seized the opportunity and set off with a large group of bodyguards.

She soon arrived at the place that Lothar had mentioned.

She was ready to get into a huge fight, but to her surprise, she found him there alone.

He was squatting on the pavement, looking pathetic and lonesome.

She called out to him, "Lothar!" He looked up at the sound of her voice, and his eyes flashed with astonishment.

He noticed the large group of bodyguards standing behind her, all dressed in black.

"Where is the person who beat you up? I'm here to help you fight them off," she said haughtily.

She was standing under a tree. Warm sunlight filtered through the tiny branches and created a brilliant halo that radiated her entire being. Her bright eyes shone with the mellow rays of the sun. They looked delicate, like shiny pearls hovering in darkness. It was an undeniably beautiful scene.

Despite witnessing such a wonderful sight, Lothar felt as if he had been dropped into a pot of boiling water, and was now suffering unbearable pain. She was so nice, to the point where she even brought so many people with her to protect him. Yet he had lied to her. And for that, he deserved to die.

He forced a smile.

It was a smile that looked more like a grimace. He replied, "They left." She said, full of indignation, "Where did they go? I'll ask someone to go after them." "They've gone quite far. I'm not sure where they are now." She couldn't help but poke his forehead at this reply. "Are you stupid? Couldn't you have stopped them? Didn't I say that I was going to fight them off with you?" However, the rest of her sentence got stuck in her throat as she laid eyes on his bloody head.

She asked in a flurry of panic, "Are you okay?" Lothar put his hand up to his head.

When he lowered his hand, he saw that it was now wet with fresh blood.

It wasn't a big deal. He should know, since he was the one who hurt himself.

He said nonchalantly, "It should be fine." Selina's face had gone red with rage, "How dare those b*stards beat you up like this? The next tI see them, they won't get away with this." His heart sank when he saw her angry flush.

He stood up and said, "I've decided to let this matter go. Besides, I don't think we can find them anymore. I will go to the hospital to bandage this up." Selina also knew that her words didn't matter at this moment. The only thing that truly mattered now was to bring Lothar to the hospital.

She immediately replied him, "Then I'll go with you." At the stime, Matthew received a call from Selina whilst he was at Perry Group headquarters.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and a hint of pleasure flashed across his deep-set eyes.

He picked up the phone, "Selina." There was no answer from the end of the line, just a flurry of noise.

Matthew's eyes slightly stilled at this.

Could it be that Selina had called him by accident? Suddenly, a man's voice sounded through the phone.

"You slept with him. When did this happen?" "Are you talking about Dylan? Not too long ago to be honest. We've actually done it a lot of times before." "Why don't you describe it a bit?" "It's very explicit. Are you sure you want to hear it?" "He's very dominant, isn't he?" "Did that even need to be said? If it weren't the case, I wouldn't have slept with him." "Did it feel good?" "What makes you think otherwise?" The peaceful sky above Matthew's head now seemed to have split apart.

He felt as if someone had threw a grenade right towards his head, "Selina." A wave of shock zipped through his body.

At the stime, the call was cut off.

All he could now hear was the monotonous beep of the dial tone.

The sound felt like a sharp sword piercing into his ears.

His whole body went stiff for a long time.

After a while, he abruptly returned to his senses and called Selina's number again.

However, the line was busy.

Matthew strode out of his office straight away.

He went to the the underground garage and got into his car, zipping off like an arrow that had just been released from a bow.

All along the way, his mind had jumbled into a complete mess.

He remembered that twhen he had slept with Selina, it was her first.

He recalled just a few days ago, she had confessed to him that he was the only person she had ever slept with in her whole life.

He looked back on his memories of her telling him that despite being with Dylan for so many years, they had never ever crossed into that territory.

He even reminisced that moment in the thpark, when she clearly told him that she had completely broken it off with Dylan, and that they were no longer an item.

When she told him this, her eyes were glowing as if filled with fragments of light. She had said that her heart now belonged completely to him.

Such words, coming from a woman like her would definitely still linger in his mind. How could he believe a conversation on the phone over her? It was Selina herself who had called him. Logic dictated that the most probable scenawas that she had accidentally dialed the phone while talking to other people, unaware that Matthew was overhearing the conversation.

Nevertheless, he still didn't believe it. He absolutely didn't believe it.

His grip on the steering wheel grew tighter and tighter.

He was now heading back to the Whitlock family villa as he had to see it with his own eyes.

Selina must be at home, so she couldn't have made that phone call.

What he heard just now was only a misunderstanding. It was even likely to have been planted by someone else.

Matthew rushed into the villa.

Natalie had a drowsy look on her face as if she had just woken up.

She usually didn't take naps in the afternoon, but Hayden was at hthis weekend, so she had taken a hap with him. However, she wasn't used to taking an afternoon nap. So she had already been up while Hayden was still asleep. Her eyes flashed with surprise when she saw Matthew. She asked him, "Matthew, shouldn't you be at work?" At this tof the day, he should still be at the company.

He scanned the area, his voice sounding strained as he asked her in return, "Natalie, where is Selina?" Natalie was caught off guard, "She's..." She had just seen her on the sofa just now, but where had she disappeared to?

She then added, "She was on the sofa not too long ago. Maybe she's in the bedroom?" "Yes, I'll go to the bedroom to look for her." As soon as the words left his mouth, Matthew hurried upstairs. He pushed the door open.

The bedroom was empty.

His heart felt crushed.

A streak of light flashed across his deep, dark eyes.

Memories of Selina gradually surfaced in his mind.

There was one where she was smiling, one where she was bantering with him, and end another of her mumbling to herself. He even recalled the way she looked when she pouted in anger, like a mouse who had been chased out of the Kitchen after being caught stealing pumpkin seeds. She was such a pure and wonderful girl.

He didn't believe that she would share such a conversation with a man.

He refused to believe a single word of it.

There was definitely a misunderstanding. He would wait for her to return to verify this.

But at this moment, Matthew's gaze fell onto the bag sitting on the bay window.

It wasn't like he wanted to notice it, but the bag just looked too conspicuous.

It was abnormally full.

He stepped forward, and after a moment of hesitation, he opened the bag.