The corners of Selina's lips twitched as she said, "Asking me to leave so soon?"
Natalie sighed and replied, "No, I actually wish for you to stay by my side every day, but then again, you're married."
A sense of emptiness flashed in Selina's eyes.
Yes, now that she had married Matthew, she really had to live in Matthew's house.
"I'll clean up first. Let's talk about it in a few days," Selina responded sweetly after a while.
"It's okay, there's no need to rush," Matthew said from her side.
Selina stood on her toes and whispered in Matthew's ear, "No rush? Someone as perverted as you saying this?"
Matthew was so horny that he had drugged her and robbed Selina of her chastity!
Thinking of this, Selina was filled with anger.
Matthew was speechless.
Matthew bent down slightly and nibbled Selina's ear, "I'm not a horny man, and even if I am, I only feel that when I'm with you."
His words had a hint of flirtatiousness in it.
Selina did not respond.
What she had said earlier was completely sarcasm, for she had zero interest in flirting with this man.
It was getting late at night.
Selina was packing her things in the bedroom, but actually there was nothing much to pack.
There was nothing in Matthew's villa, so why the need to even bring things over?
As she was tidying the things, Selina discovered a photo from many years ago.
It was her and Dylan in the photo.
Both of them were still young adults at that time. They were looking at the camera and smiling under the heavy snowfall.
Despite the snowflakes landing on their heads and outfits, their smile were really radiant.
Selina's breath seemed to pause for a moment.
After a while, she tore the photo into pieces and threw it into the trash can.
Regardless of the memories these photos had held, they no longer seemed to be worth remembering because of that one person.
Suddenly, there was a faint knock at the door.
Selina opened the door.
There was a servant standing outside.
"Miss Whitlock, there is a man outside the gate who wants to see you. He refuses to leave. Would you..." the maid said in a restrained manner.
Emotion flashed across Selina's eyes.
"Ok," she said in a low voice.
Putting on a coat, Selina headed outdoors. As expected, it was Dylan standing outside.
He had already been here twice.
Tonight was the second. The first was during a night of heavy rain. He stood at the gate soaking wet. That very night, Selina had forgiven Dylan, but little had she known that it would be the beginning of a nightmare.
As Selina walked towards Dylan, she somehow felt that each step seemed strenuous.
She stopped when she reached Dylan eventually.
Dylan's gaze was fixed on Selina's face. His somewhat pale face seemed expressionless. Speaking in a exhaustion- induced raspy voice, Dylan said, "Selina, I tried to look for you but to no avail. You even changed your number. So I could only come here even when I know that I'm not supposed to. But I'm losing my mind thinking about you. I couldn't help it."
Selina's heart felt like it had been hit by a heavy blow.
After a while, she couldn't wait to give herself a slap.
Just how spineless was she, and how cheap was she?
How could she still be touched by Dylan's words at this stage?
"Stop looking for me. Ever," Selina replied coldly.
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