This was a store opened by an artisan she met many years ago in France. Its sound system was artisanal and really good, something which the mass-produced types could not compare at all. Sadly Selina only bought a single set back then.

When she wanted to buy it again much later, she had come to realize that the artisan had retired due to old age and that the shop had ceased operating.

However, she didn't expect Matthew to say that he had managed to get it.

She looked at Matthew in astonishment and asked, "You bought it? Didn't that shop closed down?"

Matthew's gaze deepened and asked, "Oh, so you're finally telling the truth?"

His tone didn't seem to contain any elements of surprise, it was like he had already known that Selina would know.

Selina fell silent.

As shameless as she could have been, her face somewhat blushed a little.

Feeling Matthew's deep gaze fixed on her face,

Selina decided to let it all out.

After all, since she had a slip of the tongue, there was no need to hide anymore.

Looking into Matthew's eyes, Selina responded, "Yes, I knew all along that the shop had closed down but still wanted you to go there on purpose, that's because I wanted to make fun of you. So? Can't I do that?"

The last sentence, "Can't I do that", sounded provocative.

A flash of helplessness swept over Matthew's eyes.

"Sure," he murmured, without any displeasure on his face.

Selina's breath paused slightly.

"You are my wife. I am happy to be 'tortured' by you," Matthew looked at Selina deeply.

Selina, on the other hand, did not know what more to say following Matthew's remarks.

"Let's go back and take a look at your new sound system," Matthew said.

With a complicated feeling, Selina nodded.

Later on, Matthew drove back to the Perry family's home.

On the road, she suddenly thought of the McLaren car, the one owned by Dylan.

She felt as if her heart had been pricked by needles. There was an inexplicable pain which arose in her heart.

gaze fell on

the front as he was driving. His side profile was impeccable as if it was God's finest masterpiece. "Matthew," Selina

"Yes?" he responded softly.

gifting McLarens to other people?" asked Selina, with a

that maybe she could

of surprise flashed across

Selina knew about him rewarding the topperforming employees a McLaren each during last year's annual

performance then you deserve to be rewarded," Matthew said

were being struck hard by some blunt

word, Selina just looked at

reaching the Perry

by

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the unique logo on it

it?" asked Selina with her gaze falling on Matthew's

a smile and said, "When there's a will there's a

not

there is a will, there is

Matthew hadn't done such a despicable thing previously,

do to impress her, he was just

suddenly had the urge

Such as throwing something;

pointing at Matthew and

revealing all of

able to pretend

she managed

had a lot of things to do, and she couldn't

and smiled at

only bought her the sound

also a microphone. Perhaps

twas

had said

to sing

ways to vent anger and singing was one of them. Singing out loud, for example, so loud that

Matthew said and looked softly

did not

"love" right now, so

so excited from singing that she took off her slippers, and stepped on the smooth floor to dance and

the sofa, Matthew had his smiling

turned into nothingness for in his eyes, there

jumping in a pair of white socks. Even her ponytail

smile in his eyes

Selina didn't like

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