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

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

"Yes?" he responded softly.

like gifting McLarens to other people?" asked Selina, with a glimmer of hope in her

was thinking to herself that maybe she could

hint of surprise

employees

did. If you excel in your performance then

being struck

her lips tightly and not saying a word, Selina just looked at Matthew with a hint

Perry family's villa, Selina

by Matthew all the way

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asked Selina

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

not

there is a will, there is a

hadn't done such a despicable thing previously, she might have been feeling really touched by his

was trying to do to

the urge to release

Such as throwing something;

pointing at Matthew and

him; revealing

this man would never be able to pretend to be a gentleman in front of

managed to

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

and smiled at Matthew

Matthew had not only bought

also a microphone. Perhaps

twas

had said last

to sing at

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

and I listen," Matthew said

not force

even have the "love" right now, so why the need to sing such songs? Selina then sang a song she heard when younger, which was a happy

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

on the sofa, Matthew had his smiling eyes

it seemed everything around him had turned into nothingness for in

in a pair of white socks. Even her ponytail which had been tied up casually was also

in his

knew that Selina didn't

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