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

looking at the front as he was driving. His side profile was impeccable as if it was God's finest masterpiece.

"Yes?" he responded softly.

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

was thinking to herself that

hint of surprise flashed across Matthew's

topperforming employees a McLaren each during

in your performance then you

felt her heart were being struck hard

not saying a word, Selina just looked

Perry family's villa,

brought home by Matthew

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quality and the unique logo on it were

did you manage to get it?" asked Selina with her gaze falling

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

not

is a will, there

such a despicable thing previously,

to impress her, he was just a

the urge to release

Such as throwing something;

pointing at Matthew and

revealing

man would never be able to pretend to be a gentleman

managed

do, and she couldn't let

and smiled

not only

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 you

sing and I listen," Matthew said and

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

got so excited from singing that she took off her slippers, and

on the sofa, Matthew had his

had turned into nothingness for in his eyes, there

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

in his eyes

Selina didn't like

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