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.

no choice but to bite on Dylan's shoulder with all

deeply that Dylan's brows knitted together. However,

bite me all you want. You'd better bite me to death. I'm already yours anyway. It's not too bad if

not help but

how

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

her head and looked at

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

an hour later, Dylan brought Selina to

old unit. The corridor was narrow and worn

was a rusty iron

key and

sound

was following behind

in a wheelchair coming over with an excited expression on

excitement on the woman's face instantly

Reid, it's not Reid,"

of pain flashed across Dylan's eyes, with

it's me. I'm Dylan." Dylan squatted down to the same eye level as

here. You're here to visit me." Dylan nodded. "Mom, have you had lunch yet? If not, I'll

Auntie bought my lunch for me. Have

Missha, his tone became

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, and she sized her

time, Selina was also observing Missha, a little

but Selina was not surprised by this fact. After all, Dylan was

was raised in a respectable, elegant family, and did not look like someone who would live in a place like this at all. "You're my son's girlfriend, Selina." Missha smiled

voice was

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

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