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.

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

but to bite

together. However, Dylan still didn't

want. You'd better bite me to death. I'm already yours anyway. It's not too bad if i am being bitten to death by you!" Hearing this, Selina

b*stard!" She could not help but curse

how aloof Dylan was

time, his

her head and

Dylan's first time telling her that he would bring her to see his

hour later, Dylan brought

old unit. The

floor, there was a rusty

out the key

scraping sound

behind Dylan,

a woman in a wheelchair coming over with an excited expression on her face. "Mom," Dylan called

woman's face instantly

it's not

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

Dylan." Dylan squatted down to the same eye level as

gloominess, a tiny smile flashed in her eyes. "Dylan, you're here. You're here to visit me."

head. "I've already eaten. Auntie bought my lunch for me. Have you eaten

Missha, his tone became gentle,

stood up 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 fell on Selina's face,

was also observing Missha, a

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

not look like someone who would live in a place like this at all. "You're

voice was very

said with a smile, "Hello, Auntie. It's a pleasure meeting

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