My Heart only Beats for You novel Chapter 848

The way Matthew talked to her was like a father talking to his daughter.

Matthew went down and got another room, which was opposite Selina's.

The receptionist snickered in her heart.

She thought to herself, "See, you just had to be stingy. You couldn't even bring yourself to pay another thousand dollars. Now your girl is mad at you and doesn't want you to stay with her..."

After receiving his access card, he went into his room.

As soon as he entered the hotel room, he got a call from Matheo.

"Have you dealt with it?" Matthew asked calmly after the call was connected.

"I have. How could it not be dealt with? However, Matthew, I've known you for so long, and this is the first time I've seen you so angry," Matheo said.

Matthew kept silent.

"Where are you now?" Matheo asked.

"A hotel," Matthew answered.

"Are you getting some tonight?" Matheo asked

with a bit of ambiguity in his tone.

Matthew was speechless.

They were both grown-ups. Of course, he knew what "getting some" meant in this context.

"You think too much," Matthew said, exasperated. "We got separate rooms, Selina and I."

"F*ck, are you a monk?" Matheo laughed.

Matthew felt increasingly helpless.

He was no monk. Of course, he desired Selina.

However, as a human, he had to have a bottom line. He had his own limits.

"By the way, when did you get together with the daughter of the Whitlock family?" Matheo asked again.

Matheo has always been a man who spoke his mind.

Matthew frowned slightly. "Matheo, your choice of wording isn't right."

"How is it wrong? She even called you hubby. Don't tell me that you haven't slept with her?"

Matthew was at a loss for words.

Matheo's voice was suddenly tinged with a hint of playfulness. "I wonder if Tobias knows you've done it with his sister,"

Matthew did not know how to respond.

He coughed and said, "Matheo, first of all, nothing happened between Selina and I. She had called me hubby then because she was drunk and in desperate need of help. Moreover, if anything were to have happened between us, I would be serious about it. I wouldn't disappoint Tobias.

Matheo chuckled.

"You like that girl."

Matthew did not answer.

"Don't tell me that the reason you haven't found a girlfriend for so many years is because of her?"

"It doesn't matter," Matthew replied.

"You really are a hopeless romantic, the kind that only shows up once in a million years. It's a pity that you don't stand a chance. Have you forgotten that nine years ago..."

"Matheo, it's really late now. I need to rest," Matthew interrupted him.

"Have a good rest, then." Matheo was just about to hang up when he added, "Will you really be able to sleep when the woman you like isn't in the same room as you. Should I get you some woman to relieve you?"

"Nope," Matthew declined. "I've waited for all these years, so what's one more night?"

A low chuckle escaped from Matheo's throat. "You're right. You've still got your right hand." Matthew was speechless.

Selina had a strange dream that night.

In her dream, Dylan hadn't told her that they were not getting married anymore.

She went to the wedding happily the next day, only to find that the groom was someone else.

The groom was not Dylan.

The groom was Matthew.

Matthew, dressed in a tuxedo, was even more handsome, but this made Selina feel scared for some reason.

How could it be Matthew? How had it become Matthew?