She had been with him for so many years until this age, yet he was now going back on his word and saying that he didn't want to get married?

Dylan could feel the wind blowing by his ears, and there were countless needles shooting past him.

"Selina, how about we don't get married?" he repeated again in a low voice.

Selina's gaze was fixed on Dylan for a few seconds, and moments later, she suddenly stood up.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, but it was a forced, unnatural smile.

A cold beam of light flashed in her eyes. "You don't want to get married, right? Fine. Who's the b*stard that said that he wanted to marry me last time? Tell me!" Dylan didn't say a word.

Last time, it was he who had said it, but he regretted it.

He had yet to acquire the ability to stand up against that person. Thus, he didn't want his marriage with Selina to be a tool.

He thought to himself that he would get rid of all the shackles one day and marry Selina without any burdens. Then, he would give her the happiness she wanted.

Selina's expression became even colder when she saw that Dylan didn't answer her.

She clapped her hands. "Fine, you won't answer me, right? If you don't want to get married, then we won't. Do you think that no one wants me? I will leave now. There are men queuing up outside my gate waiting for me. I'll pick someone who is more handsome than you. I'll marry him and make love to him tonight."

Dylan's breathing hitched.

He hugged Selina again. "Selina, don't be like this. It's my fault."

He knew that Selina was saying all that in a fit of anger. However, Selina was always impulsive, and there was nothing that she didn't dare to do.

Dylan was really afraid. He was worried that before he could completely get rid of the shackles, Selina would already run away with another man.

"F*ck off," Selina screamed at him, trying to push Dylan away.

strength compare to his? No matter how hard she pushed and shoved, it was still useless.

but to bite

that Dylan's brows knitted together.

You'd better bite me to death. I'm already yours

not help but curse in a

stand how

to speak again. This time, his voice was serious. "Come visit my mother

Then she raised her head and looked at Dylan in

telling her that he would bring her

hour later, Dylan brought Selina to

very old unit. The corridor was narrow

there was a

the key and

scraping sound

following behind Dylan,

over with an excited expression on her face. "Mom," Dylan

face instantly faded

Reid, it's not Reid," she

trace of pain flashed across Dylan's eyes, with a hint of

Dylan squatted down to

here to visit me." Dylan nodded. "Mom, have you had lunch yet? If

bought

eaten." When Dylan was talking to Missha, his tone

and walked over to Missha while holding onto Selina's hand. "Mom, this is my girlfriend, Selina. I've brought her here to meet you." Missha's gaze

Selina was also observing Missha, a

extremely beautiful, but Selina was not surprised by this fact. After all, Dylan was handsome, so his mother

like she was raised in a respectable, elegant family, and did not look like someone who would live in a place like this

was very

with a smile, "Hello, Auntie. It's a

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