My Heart only Beats for You

Matthew said, "Selina, I'm feeling a little tired, so let me rest for a while."

His voice was low and husky.

She simply hummed in reply.

She thought that perhaps Matthew really was overworked. After all, there was so much work for this man to do, it shouldn't come to anyone's surprise that he would be exhausted by it. Maybe this was why he had come home so early today.

She said to him, "You should go up and take a break then."

Pursing his lips at her, he walked upstairs.

He went into their bedroom.

Selina's bag was still sitting by the window in the bedroom. That abnormally bulging bag.

His piercing gaze cut through it like a sharp sword.

That bag was such an eyesore. He couldn't help picking it up and tossing it into the wardrobe.

He couldn't believe that Selina was that kind of girl.

Yet he couldn't find a single thing out of place when he received that phone call from her. He couldn't find a single reason to convince himself into believing her.

His headache grew worse as he thought about it.

Meanwhile, downstairs, Natalie was knitting a little sweater meant for a child.

While knitting, she started to smile to herself.

It was a sweater made for her unborn baby.

Her eyes glinted with a sense of anticipation.

She was wondering when her baby would be able to fit into the sweater that she had knitted herself.

All of the Whitlock family members couldn't wait for the arrival of this baby.

Selina then walked over to her and asked, "Natalie, are you making a sweater?"

Natalie nodded back at her and replied, "Yes, it's for my baby."

Selina glanced at her and then abruptly broke out into foolish grin.

Just in that second, a thought had suddenly rushed into her head.

She wondered when the time would come when she would also be carrying a baby, Matthew's child to be exact. And that when she would, just as Natalie was right now, be sitting on the couch knitting a baby's sweater.

Natalie glanced at Selina and asked, "What are you smiling at? Do you find my sweater funnylooking because it is not pretty enough?"

Selina composed herself upon hearing Natalie and joked back, "No, the sweater knitted by my sister-in-law is the most beautiful and unique one in the world!"

Natalie pursed her lips and then replied with a smile, "You are flattering me."

looked around and asked,

upstairs for some

didn't appear to be in

just tired from working, otherwise he wouldn't

sense to Natalie as

fatigued, I'll order the kitchen to cook some

"Don't call the helpers

was surprised by her statement, "You

Selina was a well-cared and spoiled daughter of a rich family, who had never participated in such

Selina's face, "No, but I can

ask the chef about which kinds of soups would be nourishing for the body. Once that was over, she washed

had passed, the fragrant soup

a small taste, and found that it

was not time for dinner yet, but she was excited to let Matthew try her good

had planned to go upstairs to call him down, but just as she reached the foot

should be a kind person and serve

did occasionally have the urge to act out the part of

a bowl with soup. Then, she carefully carried the

she had already worn a pair of insulation gloves to prevent herself from getting

of her lips curled up into a

this her display of

mind,

had now become a woman head

free to open

in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his back facing

as he was so tired. It never occurred to her

called out

He did not respond.

a bit light-headed at

be that he was so tired that he was starting to

stepped towards him and raised

then did he

turned around, his

and said

for you. I

two hours. No one has drunk

inve

to. Aren't I treating you

with a cheery

not

caught in her

afternoon. Was he so burnt out

of dissatisfaction, "Matthew, didn't

"Yes, I heard."

hands to him and

failed to