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

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

at this

girl with eyes as pure and beautiful

pure eyes would go back and

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

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

her eyes, like stars woven into the

His breathing abruptly stopped.

quickly flashed through

This made him shudder.

he had found the biggest

that Selina herself would never even talk

against her, it still couldn't prove that Selina would

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

he rushed

engulfed by feelings of

had taken so long to figure this

he had doubted her for

even dared to leave her

more

have trusted

underground garage. The car took off quickly, moving at lightning

in throes of pain. On her left, there laid an

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

on her hand, blood trickling down

for help, but there didn't seem to be any people

streamed down her face, soaking the collar of her

uncontrollably due to the intense anxiety she was

about to reach a point where she felt like she was about to faint,

Her whole body stiffened.

in

quickly regained her senses when

waved her hands at the

unsure if the driver would be able to see her and stop in time. Perhaps, she would be run

If that happened, at least the

a sudden halt a mere meter away

car opened and Matthew stepped

laid eyes on her, Matthew's eyes filled with

seen Selina like

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