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

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

"Yes?" he responded softly.

to other people?" asked Selina, with

that maybe she could

of surprise flashed

about him rewarding the topperforming employees a McLaren each during

in your performance then

heart were being struck hard

not saying a word, Selina just looked

reaching the Perry family's villa,

by Matthew all the way from

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quality and the unique logo on it were

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

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

not respond

is a will, there is

previously, she might

matter how much Matthew was trying to do to impress her, he was

the urge to

Such as throwing something;

pointing at Matthew and

revealing

this man would never be able to

managed to

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

smiled at Matthew all of a

not only bought

also a microphone. Perhaps

twas

said

wanted to

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

I listen," Matthew said and looked softly at

not

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 when younger, which was a happy song. "Come on, we're all pineapples, come on,

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

Matthew had his smiling eyes

had turned into nothingness for in his eyes, there was

white socks. Even her ponytail

his

that Selina didn't like

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