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 Matthew's

as he was driving. His side profile was impeccable as

"Yes?" he responded softly.

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

was thinking to herself that maybe she

hint of surprise flashed across

employees a McLaren each

If you excel in your performance then you deserve

her heart were being

word, Selina just looked at Matthew with a hint of hatred

the Perry family's villa, Selina

by Matthew all the

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get it?" asked Selina with her

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

did not respond

will,

previously, she might have been feeling really

how much Matthew was trying to do to impress her, he was just a despicable douche

the urge to release

Such as throwing something;

pointing at Matthew and

revealing all of

would never be able to pretend to be a gentleman in

managed to

still had a lot of things to do, and she couldn't let her efforts go

sing," Selina said and smiled

that Matthew had not only bought her the sound

also a microphone. Perhaps

twas

had said

wanted to sing at

was one of them. Singing out loud, for example, so loud that

and I listen," Matthew

not

to sing in front of the huge screen. She had originally wanted to sing a love song, but decided against it eventually. She didn't even have the "love" right now, so why the need to sing such songs? Selina then sang a song she heard

singing that she took off her slippers, and stepped on the

the sofa, Matthew had his

it seemed everything around him had turned into nothingness for in his eyes, there was

socks. Even her ponytail

smile in his eyes grew

knew that Selina

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