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.

painting of

hair was a striking contrast with the red gown

whole body tremble at this view in front of

eyes as pure and beautiful as

couldn't believe that a girl with such pure eyes would go back and forth between him and Dylan, coveting the pleasure of having sex with

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

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in her eyes, like stars

His breathing abruptly stopped.

of electricity quickly flashed through his

This made him shudder.

had found the biggest plot hole in this

Selina herself would never even talk

matter how much evidence was piled up against her, it still couldn't prove that Selina would

lovely girl. She would never act that promiscuously, not in

rushed out of the

engulfed by

remorse that he had taken so long to figure

couldn't believe that he had doubted

to

more than

should have

car that was parked in the underground garage. The car took off quickly, moving

was screaming in throes of pain.

and over again to jump start the car, but it just would not

were cuts on her hand, blood trickling down her

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

her face, soaking the

shaking uncontrollably due to the intense

where she felt like she

Her whole body stiffened.

sports car was moving in their direction at a

her senses when she saw

out to the middle of the road and waved her hands at the sports car

car was going so fast that it made her unsure if the driver would be able to see her and

happened, at least the driver would stop

came to a sudden halt a mere meter

door of the car opened and Matthew

the moment when he laid eyes on

never seen Selina like this

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