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,

went upstairs

didn't appear to be in

about it, "Maybe he's just tired

made sense to Natalie

I'll order the kitchen

"Don't call the helpers for that.

surprised by her statement,

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

on Selina's face, "No,

about which kinds of soups would be nourishing for

a long time had passed,

it a small taste, and found that

she

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

did occasionally have the urge to act out the part

that, Selina filled a bowl with soup. Then, she

little hot, even though she had already worn a pair of insulation gloves to prevent herself from getting

lips curled up

her display of devotion

such a thought in her mind, she let

heavens, she had now become a

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

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

in bed as he was so tired. It

out to him,

He did not respond.

a bit light-headed

be that he was so tired that he was starting

and raised

then did

turned around, his eyes looking

her hands and

for

one has drunk it

inve

I treating

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

just stared back at her, not sparing her a single

caught in her

this afternoon. Was he so burnt out that he had lost

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

"Yes, I heard."

hands to him and

failed to respond once