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.

fell

as he was driving. His side profile was impeccable as if it

"Yes?" he responded softly.

asked Selina, with a glimmer of hope in her

that

surprise flashed

him rewarding the topperforming employees a McLaren each during last year's

you excel in your performance then you deserve to be

were being

not saying a word, Selina just looked at Matthew

reaching the Perry family's

sound system brought home by Matthew

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and the unique logo on it were

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

said, "When there's a will

not respond

will, there is

thing previously,

no matter how much Matthew was trying to do to

had the urge to

Such as throwing something;

pointing at Matthew and

him; revealing all

so that this man would never be able to pretend to be a gentleman in

she managed to restrain

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

Selina said and smiled

saw that Matthew had not only bought

also a microphone. Perhaps

twas

said last time

wanted to

one of

and I listen," Matthew

not

now, so why the need to sing such songs? Selina then sang a song

excited from singing that she took off

on the sofa, Matthew had his smiling eyes

him had turned

in a pair of white socks. Even her ponytail which had been tied

smile in his eyes

that Selina

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