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 Selina

they danced with the wind. Her dark ebony hair was a striking contrast with the red gown she was wearing. Her snowy skin was set off with

at

believe that a girl with eyes as pure

couldn't believe that a girl with such pure eyes would go back and

any discrepancies with the whole series of things that happened this afternoon. He couldn't find any anything to prove her innocence. Matthew stared

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twinkled in her eyes, like stars woven

His breathing abruptly stopped.

shot of electricity quickly flashed through his

This made him shudder.

had found the biggest plot hole in

was that Selina herself would never

up against her, it

a pure and lovely girl. She would never act that promiscuously,

that, he rushed out of

engulfed by feelings

that he had taken

that he had doubted her

dared to leave her

nothing more than

have trusted her,

parked in the underground garage. The car

she had Natalie, who was screaming in throes of pain. On her left, there laid an

the car, but it just would not move at

her hand, blood trickling down

scream for help, but there didn't seem to be any people in sight for miles. She couldn't just leave Natalie

streamed down her face, soaking the collar of her

uncontrollably due to the intense

a point where she felt

Her whole body stiffened.

car was moving in their direction

quickly regained her senses when she saw

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

would be able to see her and stop in time. Perhaps, she would be run

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

sudden halt

car opened and Matthew stepped

eyes on her, Matthew's

had never seen Selina

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