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

said, "He didn't appear to be in a

did not think much about it, "Maybe he's just tired from working, otherwise he

sense to

I'll order the kitchen

heard this, "Don't call

by her statement, "You know how

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

mischievous smile lit up on Selina's face, "No, but I can start

the kitchen to specially 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

small taste, and found that it

time for dinner yet, but she was excited to let Matthew

down, but just as she reached the

she should be a

did occasionally have the urge to act out the part of a virtuous

soup. Then, she carefully carried

bowl still felt a little hot, even though she had already worn a pair

her lips curled

wasn't this her display

in her mind, she let

had now become a

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

standing in front of

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

out to him,

He did not respond.

felt a bit light-headed

he was so tired that he was starting to go

and raised her

did

turned around, his eyes looking

hands and said with an

specially for

one has drunk it yet. You're the

inve

to. Aren't I treating you

at him with a cheery smile,

not sparing

caught in

this afternoon. Was he so burnt out that he had

of dissatisfaction, "Matthew, didn't you hear what I just said to

"Yes, I heard."

hands to him

failed to