My Heart only Beats for You

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

flowed down 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 gown she was wearing. Her snowy skin was set off with exceptional brilliance whilst her eyes shone,

his whole body tremble at this view in front

that a girl with eyes as pure and beautiful

back and forth between him and Dylan, coveting the pleasure of having sex

find any discrepancies with the whole series of things that happened this afternoon. He couldn't find any anything

finally fell onto Selina's own eyes in the painting. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website

in her eyes, like stars woven into the

His breathing abruptly stopped.

quickly

This made him shudder.

biggest plot hole in this whole

was that Selina herself would never even talk about such

much evidence was piled up against her,

She would never act that promiscuously, not

he rushed out of the

engulfed by feelings of

he had

couldn't believe that he had doubted her for so

to leave

nothing more

have trusted

and got into his sports car that was parked in the underground garage. The car took off quickly, moving at lightning speed. Selina had

was screaming in throes of pain. On her left, there laid

the car,

were cuts on her hand, blood trickling down

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

endlessly streamed down her face, soaking

were shaking uncontrollably due to the intense anxiety she was

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

Her whole body stiffened.

was moving in their direction

quickly regained her senses when she saw

ran out to the middle of the road and waved her hands at

if the driver would be able to see her and stop in time.

that was not important right now. If that happened, at least the driver

car came to a sudden halt a

car opened

when he laid eyes on

seen