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.

of Selina

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

at this view in front of

that a girl with eyes as pure and beautiful as hers could say such unthinkable

with such pure eyes would go back and forth between

of things that happened this afternoon. He couldn't find any anything to

onto Selina's own eyes in the painting. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

of light twinkled in her eyes, like stars woven into

His breathing abruptly stopped.

electricity quickly

This made him shudder.

he had found the biggest

that Selina herself would never even talk about such

against her, it still couldn't prove that

would

he rushed out of

was engulfed by feelings

felt so much remorse that he had taken so

believe that he had doubted

had even dared to leave her all

more

have trusted her,

the underground garage. The car took

in throes of

tried over and over again to jump start the car, but

her hand, blood trickling down

to go to a place with people so she could scream for help, but there didn't seem to be any people in sight for miles. She couldn't just

face, soaking the collar

fingers were shaking uncontrollably due to the intense anxiety she was

a point where she felt like she

Her whole body stiffened.

moving in their direction at a

her senses

her hands at the sports car with all the energy she

if the driver would be able to see

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

came to a sudden halt a mere meter away from

door of the car opened

laid eyes on her, Matthew's eyes filled

had never seen Selina like this

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