My Heart only Beats for You

"He knows, but he's willing to do anything for Selina, even if it means sacrificing himself. It's useless for us to keep such a distasteful man like him around." Reid's tone was filled with disdain, "What are you planning to do then?" Caroline asked.

Reid's gaze fell on Caroline as he said, "Those who betraywill only have one end," he paused, giving her a meaningful look, "Death." His voice was cold and had a note of finality in it.

Caroline was shocked at his words.

Francia was having a feast in the Whitlock family villa.

Natalie had the kitchen to serve Francia snoodles while they waited.

However, Francia was displeased.

She turned to Natalie and said, "My dear niece, didn't you marry a rich man? How could you just servewith just a bowl of noodles when you live in a house like this?" Natalie was speechless.

"Aunt Francia, I was worried that you might be hungry," she explained.

"I'm not that hungry, I just want to save sspace for delicious food." Francia waved her off.

She lowered her voice, "My dear niece, just servethose high-end delicacies, I heard that the rich always have abalone or caviar on their table." Seeing how eager Francia was, Natalie heeded her request and informed the kitchen to prepare those dishes. Francia indulged herself once the meal was served.

She acted like someone who had been starved for a decade, stuffing herself with everything that was served on the table.

The table was a mess when she'd finished her meal.

Francia was extremely satisfied with the meal and hinted at Natalie, "My dear niece, take a look at my clothes. They are so tattered compared to yours, I am ashamed of them." Natalie immediately understood what she meant.

"Aunt Francia, I have tons of clothes that I have yet to wear. You are welcto take any one of them," she assured Francia.

The housekeeper had always stocked her closet with the latest designer clothing. She had too many to choose from that sstill had their tags on.

Francia made a long face when she heard Natalie's reply. "My dear niece, how could you let your aunt wear something that you had discarded. I am your father's sister!" she exclaimed. Natalie tried to pacify her, "I didn't mean that. They are all brand new clothing that I have yet to wear." Francia remained silent but her face reflected her displeasure.

"I'll bring you out to buy sclothing then," Natalie suggested.

It was only then that Francia was satisfied. She said, "My niece really is the best." Natalie took Francia to a shopping mall nearby.

As Francia was dressed like someone from the countryside, most of the salespeople had no interest in serving her.

Francia, on the other hand, made no effort to keep a low profile.

She often pointed at Natalie and boasted, "This is my niece, she had married into a rich family and is now living in a large villa with many servants waiting on her. She's here to buyclothes." Natalie was once again left speechless.

She was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it.

Two hours later, Francia finally stopped.

She would only pick the most expensive clothing in each store regardless of whether it would fit.

On their way back, Natalie said, "Aunt Francia, would you like to stay withfor a while?" She wanted to know more about Francia, who was James' sister.

Although Francia's behavior was somewhat obnoxious, she tried to suppress her feelings.

She convinced herself that Francia was the sister of her late father.

Her father was the best person in the world, so his sister should also be somewhat like him. Francia's eyes flashed with emotions.

She nodded. "Of course!" she agreed wholeheartedly.

Liselle and Saoirse arrived at the Perry family villa.

Selina and Matthew had yet to return.

Prine was immediately on high alert when she saw them.

"Why are you all here?" she asked.

Liselle announced proudly, "Miss Saoirse is here to visit Mr. William. Do your job and open the door for us." Erine blatantly refused.

She quickly phoned Matthew.

Meanwhile, Matthew and Selina were enjoying ssnacks. They were talking and laughing while they ate. When he received Erine's call, Matthew's smile froze on his lips.

"I'll be right back, do let them in first," Matthew said.

He hung up the phone and turned to look at Selina.

He felt an itch in his throat.

Selina's eyebrows twitched with worry.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Matthew found it difficult to tell her; it was like each word was stuck in his throat. "Saoirse visited," he spitted out.

Selina's expression faltered slightly, her smile froze as well.

After a moment, she stood up. "What are we waiting forthen? Let's head back," she told him.

Matthew quickly grabbed her hand. "I'm so sorry Selina," he apologized quietly.

He had planned to give her a pleasant day, but he didn't expect that...

Selina gave a small smile. "Don't be so hard on yourself. We could never have predicted that Saoirse would come. Besides, I did enjoy myself this whole day, let's go home" she comforted him.

Meanwhile, Saoirse and Liselle were seated in the living room.

As compared to Liselle, who acted like she was the master of the house, Saoirse was much more well behaved.

Brine rolled her eyes at Liselle.

Liselle was not someone to be trifled with either.

She immediately called Brine out, "Why are you staring at me? What do you think you're doing?" "I'm not doing anything, just rolling my eyes," Brine retorted back.

Liselle was about to curse at her when Saoirse stopped her.

"Liselle, stop acting so impudently!" Saoirse reprimanded.

Liselle had no choice but to hold it in.

After a while, Matthew and Selina arrived.

"William, you're back," Saoirse greeted him.

Matthew nodded, "Yes, I was just discharged from the hospital today."

Saoirse picked up the thermos flask on the table. "I have boiled samen nourishing soup for you, do have En some, William," she said. "Thank you," he said politely.

"You're welcome, do have a try," she said.

Matthew glanced at Selina.

Selina then said reluctantly, "Go ahead and try it." It was only then that Matthew took his seat.

Saoirse sat beside him.

She inquired about his health with a gentle voice while Matthew drank the soup.

It was an eye sore to Selina, seeing them together.

Hence, she walked away to one side.

Liselle hurried over to her as well.

She tried to provoke Selina, "Do you see it now? Mr. William belongs to Miss Saoirse!" However, Selina ignored Liselle.

She did not take Liselle's words to heart at all.

Liselle felt a deep sense of defeat when she saw the indifference on Selina's face.

She ran to Erine and repeated again, "Do you see it now? Mr. William belongs to Miss Saoirse!" Erine immediately retorted, "Mr. William belongs to Miss Whitlock! Get that in your head, you buffoon!" Liselle didn't understand what she meant by buffoon.

"What is a buffoon?" she dem ded.

Erine snorted at her question and walked over to Selina.

Erine's voice was filled with disdain, "Miss Whitlock, look at that stupid woman She doesh even know whata buffoon means" she complained. Selina was silent.

Erine took a short pause before speaking again. "Miss Whitlock, I know that I'm not in any position to say this, but what is going on now? That woman just chere with ssoup for Mr. William and Miss Whitlock, you..." she trailed off uneasily.