Selina did not even need to concern herself with childcare since Matthew handled it on his own.

Whenever she spoke with family and friends, they all showered her with remarks on how fortunate her life had become.

Selina couldn't stop smiling at this.

So much so that she chuckled aloud in real life too.

Matthew suddenly heard a sound in the middle of the night.

He opened his eyes to discover that Selina was the source of it.

The corners of her lips were raised, just like a small mouse that had been successful in its secret attempt to crawl onto the top of the stove. She had a very pleased and satisfied smile on her face. Matthew couldn't stop himself from laughing at this scene.

Under the moonlight that cast in through the window, his eyes couldn't help but be drawn to her.

The more he stared at her, the prettier she looked.

All of a sudden, overwhelming happiness welled up in his heart.

Many years ago, he had painted her countless times.

Not even in his wildest dreams had he thought that the woman who'd stepped into his paintings and into his heart, would one day belong to him.

It all felt so surreal.

He had once been wallowing in despair.

He didn't think that they would even have half of a chance of being together.

However, a flower had abruptly bloomed in the midst of dirt, and things were starting to take a turn.

Matthew gently caressed Selina's face.

Her skin was smooth to the touch.

Although she was no longer an eighteen-year-old young lady, and it would be logical for one's youthful beauty to fade away, there were no traces of aging to be seen on her. She looked no different from when she was eighteen.

Her skin was still as fair and as alluring as ever, brimming with collagen.

Her eyes were still as pure as an eighteen-year-old young woman's own, not even the least bit tainted by the outside world.

His grin deepened upon this thought.

A sense of relief flooded his heart.

He was lucky to have come to his senses in the nick of time last night.

"Selina." Matthew's thin lips parted slightly as he spoke in a whisper, "Something like this won't happen again."

he loved her, then he should love her

her as much as he

sunshine cast into the room through the windows, scattering fragmented beams of

noticed a pair of eyes

caused her to be

her hands. "Don't stare, I haven't washed my face and brushed my

seen without makeup by a man but Selina was not

still slightly flustered about showing her unkempt look to a man. Matthew's eyes

hands shielding Selina's face and planted a kiss

words were like a boost of energy to

Selina's self-confidence rose.

She asked, "Really?"

"Really."

giggled at

need to brush your teeth and wash your face. We still need to get up

"Alright."

teeth there. As she was doing so, a pair of warm hands circled her waist from behind. Selina felt her back being pressed into a man's chest, and she could clearly hear the beating of his

face in the mirror in

eyes conveyed a smile

in the

hand, Selina's mouth was full of froth from the

current appearance,

hands slowly inched upwards from her waist teasingly, they continued going up her body until they arrived

once she

in a mouthful

a split second

glaring at him in

seize this opportunity to scold him, but she couldn't open her mouth due to all the

swallowed the toothpaste's froth, Matthew did not

hands and stared at

finished brushing

done, she felt as if she had come back to

raised a fist to hit Matthew on the chest.

in an exasperated tone, "Don't make

quipped back, "But

and his whole body went crashing backward. Fortunately enough, he was able to use his hands to grab hold

his body was already

leaning back into him

on the bathtub meant that he could not catch Selina so as a result, she ended up kneeling between

dare let out

currently in a provocative

your period isn't here, there's no

Selina remained silent.

by what had just

measure like this"? Wasn't this

appeared in the entrance to

It was Natalie.

Selina ever since

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