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.

her strength compare to his? No matter how hard she pushed and shoved,

but to bite on Dylan's shoulder with all

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

opened his mouth and 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

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

how aloof Dylan

to speak again. This time, his voice was serious.

her head and

that he would bring her

Dylan

very old unit. The corridor was narrow

Dylan stopped on the third floor, there was a rusty iron

key and opened

scraping sound

following behind

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

woman's face instantly faded away, replaced

not Reid," she murmured

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

down

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

already eaten. Auntie bought my lunch for me. Have you

When Dylan was talking to Missha, his tone became gentle, which was

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

same time, Selina was also

by this fact. After all, Dylan was handsome, so

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, Selina." Missha smiled

voice was very

squatted down and said with a smile, "Hello,

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