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, "Hey, where

went upstairs for

didn't appear to be in a good

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

sense to

"If he's feeling fatigued, I'll order the kitchen to cook some soup for him

up once she heard this, "Don't call the helpers for that. I'll make

was surprised by her statement,

and spoiled daughter of a rich family, who had never participated in such

mischievous smile lit up on Selina's face, "No,

that, she went over to the kitchen to specially ask the chef about which kinds of soups would be nourishing for the body. Once that was over, she washed the ingredients, cut them up and boiled

a long time had passed, the fragrant

it a small taste, and

she was excited to let Matthew try

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

since he was so worn out like this, she should be a kind person and serve

the urge to act out the part of

soup. Then, she

even though she had already worn a pair of insulation

her lips curled up into a

display of

thought in her mind, she let loose a small

had now become a woman

ajar. Since her hands were not free to open it, she kicked the door gently with her foot and it immediately

standing in front of the

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

out to him,

He did not respond.

bit light-headed at

be that he was so tired that he was starting to

towards him and

then did he

around, his

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

it specially for

hours. No one has

inve

I treating you

with a cheery smile, waiting for

stared back at her, not sparing her a single

breath caught

strange this afternoon. Was

a look of dissatisfaction, "Matthew, didn't you hear

"Yes, I heard."

in her hands to him

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