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."

then looked around and asked, "Hey,

upstairs for some

"He didn't appear to be in a good

not think much about it, "Maybe he's just tired from working, otherwise he wouldn't have come

sense to

fatigued, I'll order the

"Don't call the helpers for

statement, "You know how to

and spoiled daughter of a rich family, who had

on Selina's face, "No, but I can start

soups would be nourishing for the body. Once that was over, she

had passed, the fragrant

small taste,

for dinner yet, but she was excited to let Matthew try her good

upstairs to call him down, but just as she reached the foot of the stairs,

worn out like this, she should be a kind person and serve it to him

urge to act out the part

filled a bowl with soup. Then, she carefully carried

though she had already worn a pair of

lips curled up into a small

this her display of

thought in her mind, she let loose a small

now become a woman head over

bedroom door was ajar. Since her hands were not free to open it, she kicked the door gently

front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his

lying in bed as he was so tired. It never occurred to her

out to him,

He did not respond.

a bit light-headed at

it be that he was so tired that he was starting to

towards him and raised her

did

turned around, his eyes looking

at the bowl in her hands and said with an expectant tone, "This is for

it specially for you. I

two hours. No one has drunk it yet.

inve

Aren't I

at him with a cheery smile, waiting for his words of

just stared back at her, not sparing her a single word in

caught

far too strange this afternoon. Was he so

didn't you hear what I

"Yes, I heard."

in her hands to him and said,

to respond