Matthew was standing beneath the muted moonlight.

Numerous connections were whirling through his mind.

He had received Selina's phone call while he was at the company, and he had overheard a conversation in that call. When he'd returned back to the Whitlock's family villa, Selina had coincidentally gone out, and she'd been with a man.

And it just so happened, that in that conversation, she had been talking to a man.

When he came back home, he'd accidentally come across the items that were stuffed in her bag.

Those toys and condoms.

One could acknowledge these events as a simple twist of fate, but there was no way everything was just a coincidence.

Yet if one were to call this a scheme, it would be impossible for anyone to have plotted every single detail to create such a seamless plan.

Matthew's head continued to throb even more.

How on earth was he going to trust Selina?

Moments later, he walked into the villa and went up to the second floor.

He faced a door on the second floor.

The door was painted pink.

He pushed it open.

There was nothing inside the room behind that door, except for some objects that appear to be stuck on the wall.

They were paintings. The walls were covered with paintings.

And they were all paintings of Selina.

The same year that Matthew had met Selina, he had had a growing interest in art, and had even specially learnt painting from a nationally renowned artist. At first, he drew all kinds of things, such as sceneries that involved mountains and lakes. However, later on he'd started to focus on only one subject: Selina. Ever since he'd caught a single glimpse of her at that party, his paintings had only featured her and her alone.

The scene of her dancing in a red dress.

He had drawn it countless times.

He kept all these paintings for himself. After building this villa in Agaphen City, he'd stored them in this room.

Thinking that pink was Selina's favorite color, he'd purposefully decorated the whole room in pink. Even the door and the walls were colored pink.

And in the center of the room hung the biggest painting among them.

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past her shoulders, making graceful curls mid-air as they danced with the wind. Her dark ebony hair was a striking contrast with the red

whole body tremble at this

eyes as pure and beautiful as hers could say such unthinkable

girl with such pure eyes would go back and forth between him and Dylan, coveting the pleasure of having sex with different

things that happened this afternoon. He couldn't find any anything to prove her innocence. Matthew stared at

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twinkled in her eyes, like stars woven

His breathing abruptly stopped.

of electricity quickly flashed through

This made him shudder.

biggest plot

that Selina herself would never even

piled up against her, it still couldn't prove that

lovely girl. She would never act

that, he rushed

by feelings

remorse that he had taken so long to figure

couldn't believe that he had doubted her

had even dared to leave her all

nothing more

should have

The car took off quickly,

screaming in throes of pain. On her left,

over and over again to jump start the car, but it just would

hand, blood trickling

to be any people in sight for miles. She

endlessly streamed down her face,

due to the intense anxiety she was

reach a point where she felt

Her whole body stiffened.

car was moving in

regained her senses

the middle of the road and waved her hands at

be

important right now. If that happened, at least the driver would stop

car came to a sudden halt a mere meter

door of the car opened

the moment when he laid eyes on her, Matthew's

had never seen Selina

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