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."

then he

trust her as much as he

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

Selina opened her eyes, she noticed a pair of eyes staring intensely

caused her to be

"Don't stare, I haven't washed my face and brushed my teeth

man but Selina was not as fearful about this as she rarely did

she was still a woman. Besides, she had just woken up too so she was still slightly flustered about showing her unkempt look

the hands shielding Selina's face and planted a kiss on her forehead. "Foolish girl, you look good

were like a boost of

Selina's self-confidence rose.

She asked, "Really?"

"Really."

at

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

"Alright."

she was doing so, a pair of warm hands circled

in the mirror

eyes conveyed a smile as he

in the

the other hand, Selina's mouth was full of froth from the toothpaste, and she still

her current appearance, which prompted her

big hands slowly inched upwards from her waist teasingly, they continued going

she felt

midst of nerves, she accidentally sucked in a mouthful

split second of

glaring at him

she couldn't open her mouth

had swallowed the toothpaste's froth, Matthew did not dare to continue teasing

down his hands and stared at her

finished

she was done, she felt as if she had come back to

to hit Matthew on the chest. "Who told

in an exasperated tone, "Don't make a

"But

about to retreat with a step back, but suddenly, his foot slipped and his whole body went crashing backward. Fortunately

more than half of his body was already

without warning and with Selina leaning back into him just now,

catch Selina so as a

dare let

currently in a provocative

isn't here, there's no need to resort

Selina remained silent.

mortified by

mean by "a measure like this"?

someone appeared in the entrance to the

It was Natalie.

ever since the birth

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