My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)
Chapter 834

Traces of warmth flashed through Selina's eyes.

"I'll be leaving now, then. Take good care of your mother."

Dylan nodded, and guilt flashed across his face.

Selina munched on the bagel as she walked out of the residential area where Missha lived.

She had a lot of things on her mind.

That day, Dylan had brought her to meet Missha, which had ended up giving her the shock of her life.

Selina was still immersed in her own thoughts when she suddenly heard the loud screeching of car brakes. Selina looked up and was stunned.

A silver Maybach had halted right in front of her, and it had almost bumped into her.

Selina felt a surge of anger. "Hey, what's the matter? Do you even know how to drive?"

The door opened, and out came a pair of long legs.

The man in front of her was dressed in a sleek black suit, and a dignified aura exuded from him.

He looked charming, and a faint smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Miss Selina, you're the one eating with your head lowered while walking on the road. So is it really because of my poor driving skills, or is it because you aren't even looking at where you walk, hm?" The man questioned playfully.

Selina was stunned.

The man in front of her was Matthew.

"Matthew, it's you." The anger in Selina instantly dissipated.

It turned out to be someone she knew.

"Your driving skills aren't anything to brag about, though," mocked Selina.

Matthew did not take it seriously.

He smiled meaningfully. "My driving skills are indeed nothing to brag about. Why don't you become my coach and teach me how to ride, hm?" There was a vague ambiguity in his words.

Selina wouldn't have thought too much about it if his words didn't sound so flirty.

However, since they were, Selina knew that his words were not as simple as they seemed. There had to be a hidden meaning behind it.

What did it mean, though? A dim glint flashed through Selina's eyes.

Realization suddenly dawned upon her.

Matthew was an experienced driver, after all. She was being toyed with.

She quirked the corner of her lips. "Matthew, I've never driven a car before. If you want to find someone to teach you how to ride, you should find another woman who has just as experienced as you." Matthew narrowed his eyes slightly. "What if I tell you that I'm inexperienced in this aspect, and I haven't even done it before? Would you believe me?"

Her smirk grew wider.

He was seriously skilled at telling lies.

He was saying that he had no experience? Did he think Selina was some kindergartener?

Men like Matthew were both handsome and rich. How could he have no experience when he was already in his thirties?

What's more, since he was such a flirty guy, he must have plenty of experience.

Selina smiled. "I believe you. How could I not believe your words when you can lie so smoothly?"

Matthew was rendered speechless.

He cleared his throat. "You like bagels?"

This brat was seriously eloquent. Every time he teased her, he would be met by a bombshell of a comeback.

"Yeah," she said, and took another big bite of the bagel.

The truth was, she didn't really like bagels. She only liked it because Dylan had bought it for her.

Meanwhile, Matthew's stare was deep.

It was then Selina's turn to be rendered speechless.

She just watched as Matthew snatched the half eaten bagel from her hand and stuffed it into his own mouth.

"It tastes pretty good," Matthew said as his lips curled upward.

Selina was at a loss for words.

It was clearly her bagel, and she had taken a bite of it in front of him.

Wasn't he disgusted by her saliva?

Selina ground her teeth. "That is my bagel."

"It tastes good." A hint of amusement flashed across Matthew's eyes.

"Wow, you win." Selina was speechless.

What more could she say when this man had just consumed food covered with her saliva without being disgusted?

She had never known that Matthew was so crazy for food that he didn't mind eating leftovers!

"I'm leaving. Bye, Matthew." She turned to leave.

"Wait, Selina. I'll send you home," Matthew immediately said.

The corners of Selina's mouth twitched. "There's no need, Matthew."

"How can I let you walk home alone? Come, let me send you home," Matthew insisted.

A cunning look flashed past Selina's eyes. "Matthew, I'm not some helpless fairytale princess who needs to be escorted home by a man in a luxury car. I have my own luxury car, and I don't need anyone to give me a ride. I'll just call my driver later."

A glint flashed across Matthew's eyes as his grin deepened.

Her self-confidence was indeed very attractive.

Matthew did not continue insisting as he had other matters to attend to.

He drove into a small residential area and then stopped at the foot of an old block.

His silver Maybach looked totally out of place parked outside this worn-out building.

Matthew walked up and knocked on the door.

Moments later, the door was opened, and a young man appeared in front of him.

"Matthew." There was a hint of surprise in the man's tone.

He thought it was Selina, that she had turned back. He hadn't expected that person to be Matthew.

Matthew nodded. "I came to see your mother."

A conflicted look flashed in Dylan's eyes.

He despised the Perry family because of Reid Perry.

However, he was unable to hold a grudge against Matthew.

His personality and charm were enough to make anyone respect him. He could not find a single flaw in Matthew's character.

Matthew had no need to come and visit Missha, but he had still come. Matthew was even willing to respectfully acknowledge and address the woman that the Perry family had totally disregarded as one of his in-laws.

Dylan moved out of the way and let Matthew come in.

Missha had just calmed down, but her mood was once again agitated due to Matthew's arrival. "Matthew, you're here!"

"Missha, it's me." The smile on Matthew's lips was perfect.

His grin was like a spring breeze, and carried no sense of false pretense. He never had to fake it when he was with them.

His status was akin to royalty whilst Dylan and his family were as common as the ants on the streets.

Even so, Matthew was still ever so polite, which was one of the reasons why Dylan was willing to respect him.

"Matthew, have you seen Reid? He hasn't come to see me in a long time." Missha's every sentence was about Reid.

There was a faint spark in Matthew's eyes at the mention of Reid's name.

"He's busy now," Matthew said in a clear tone.

Missha muttered, "Busy, busy. Always busy. Is he really so busy that he has no time to spare to visit me? Matthew, why is he so busy?" As Missha spoke, tears welled up in her eyes and she looked like she was on the verge of tears.

"Missha, don't you worry. He will come to see you when he is free." His silky voice had the ability to comfort people and put them at ease.