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.

his? No matter how hard she

choice but to bite on Dylan's shoulder with all

bit so deeply that Dylan's brows knitted together. However, Dylan still didn't

said with a satisfied tone, "You can bite me all you want. You'd better bite me to death. I'm already yours anyway. It's not too bad if i

b*stard!" She could not help but curse in a

stand how aloof

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

raised her head

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

hour later, Dylan brought Selina

The

floor, there was a rusty iron gate in front of

key and opened the

sound

behind Dylan,

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

on the woman's face

not Reid," she murmured to

Dylan's eyes, with a hint of hatred in

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

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

shook her head. "I've already eaten. Auntie bought

Dylan was talking to Missha, his

hand. "Mom, this is my girlfriend, Selina. I've

the same time, Selina was also observing Missha, a little

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

had a very good temperament. She looked like she 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,

was

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

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