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."

and

went upstairs

didn't appear to be in a good mood

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

to

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

heard this, "Don't call the helpers for that. I'll

surprised by her statement, "You know how to

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

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

to specially ask the chef about which kinds of soups would be nourishing for the body.

a long time had passed, the fragrant soup was finally

it a small taste, and

but she was excited to let Matthew try her

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

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

urge to act out the part of a

with soup. Then, she carefully carried the

though she had already worn a pair of insulation gloves

of her lips curled up into a

this her display of devotion to

mind, she let

she had now become a woman head over

open it, she kicked the door gently with her foot and it

of the floor-to-ceiling window, his

so tired. It never

called out

He did not respond.

felt a bit

was so tired that he was starting to go

him and raised

did he

around, his eyes looking

her hands and said with an expectant tone, "This is for you.

specially for

has drunk it

inve

to. Aren't I

cheery smile, waiting for his words of

her, not sparing her a single word in

caught in her

far too strange this afternoon. Was he so burnt out that he had

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

"Yes, I heard."

in her hands to him and said, "Then drink it.

to respond