My Heart only Beats for You

Saoirse laughed in despair.

She threw the gun over to them. Matthew caught it firmly in his hands.

Selina returned to her senses at the smoment.

She hurriedly asked, "Matthew, what happened?" Before Matthew could speak, Saoirse answered her.

She said softly, "He broughtto this room." There was a sense of sadness in her voice. "This room is full of paintings of you. He toldthat he had liked you for a very long time." Saoirse's gaze landed onto Selina. "Can you tellwhy William likes you so much instead of me?" Selina felt a shiver run down her spine and she looked at Saoirse in astonishment.

Saoirse circled around the room, saying, "These paintings are so beautiful. William, you've never drawn a painting of me. Not a single one." Guilt flashed through Matthew's eyes. "Saoirse." She smiled sadly. "I want to leave now. There's no point instaying here, right?" She walked out the door looking completely defeated and slowly walked down the stairs.

"Selina, I'm going to see Saoirse off." Selina's breath caught in her throat.

She nodded after a moment. "Okay." He glanced at her. "Thank you for trusting me." She smiled reluctantly.

After he left, her gaze fell on the paintings in the room. An unspeakable emotion swelled up in her heart. Matthew and Saoirse had been on the second floor, but nothing had happened between them.

Instead, he had brought her to this room.

What had he been trying to prove to her? She placed her hand on her chest.

This man still held her in his heart, the sway she held him in hers.

Even when facing such a beautiful woman, he had still stood by his feelings for her.

Saoirse walked downstairs in a daze.

Meanwhile, Liselle had just patched up her wound.

Her head was bandaged, making her look like an Egyptian mummy.

Liselle immediately rushed up to Saoirse when she noticed her.

She burst into tears, "Miss Saoirse, you must avenge me! That woman just smashed a vase on my head. Please, you have to help me." Saoirse glanced at her head.

Her heart ached faintly for her.

Liselle was only a maid, but she had been with her many years.

However, she was not looking for revenge.

It was because she had lost completely. She had been defeated.

She replied dully, "Liselle, let's go." Liselle looked at her in bewilderment.

Were they leaving just like that? She hadn't had her revenge yet. Had her head been injured for no reason at all? Liselle cried out, "Miss Saoirse!" "Let's go," Saoirse repeated herself.

There was a blank look in her eyes.

Liselle finally realized that something wasn't right.

She didn't dare to kick up a fuss. She obediently stood up.

The two of them left the villa.

Matthew followed after them. "Saoirse, I'll send you home." She shot Matthew a look and said, "William, what's the use of it? You don't need to." "I'll drive you home," he insisted.

She stayed silent.

Matthew drove out in a Bentley.

Saoirse and Liselle sat in the back.

Liselle wanted to ask what had happened, but given Saoirse's state, she didn't dare to ask.

The car sped along the road and they finally arrived at Saoirse's villa.

Saoirse and Liselle got out of the car.

"Saoirse," Matthew called her before she headed in.

Her footsteps halted.

Liselle stopped as well.

"You can go in ahead," Saoirse told Liselle.

Liselle had no choice but to leave.

Matthew looked at her. "I'm sorry, Saoirse." She smiled bitterly. "William, you have no idea how many times you have apologised to me. You clearly know that's not what I want." Matthew pursed his lips and remained silent.

He broke his silence after a while. "Saoirse, I can't give you what you want." A chill ran through her fingertips.

"William." Their eyes locked. "Even after all I've done for you, even after waiting all this time, there still isn't a place forin your heart?" Matthew answered bitterly, "Saoirse, you can force everything but love." She was disheartened.

She suddenly laughed.

It was a spine chilling laugh.

"William, I realised that I've made a mistake. I shouldn't have come, right?" His lips pressed into a straight line.

"I'm getting between you and that woman, aren't I?" Matthew answered with much difficulty. "Saoirse, it's my fault. All this has nothing to do with you. This is all my fault." A lump had formed in her throat.

"Even if it's your fault, I couldn't bear to kill you. William, even when you handedthe gun, I still couldn't | pull the trigger. You know how much I love you." The bitterness he felt deepened.

Throughout the years, there had been countless women who had loved him. Sof them were even crazier than Saoirse, but he wasn't affected by them in the slightest. However, Saoirse was an exception.

It was because she had a special position in his life.

She had both saved and married him.

Saoirse finally said, "William, I will leave this place, and I wish you happiness." There was a complicated look in his eyes.

She carried on miserably, "I know

what you mean. You're thinking about getting a divorce with me, aren't you? Althougyou marriage e registration in Germany will not have any impact on the legality of your marriage here, you still want a divorce, right?" "Saoirse..." "William." She looked at him pleadingly, "Please just giveone last illusion. Think of it as a souvenir." "Okay." She smiled again, but her smile didn't reach her eyes.

"I'll be leaving." "I'll send you off when you return to Germany."

She glanced at him and said, "You don't have to do that. If you do, I'm afraid that I will lose myselfcontrol and have second thoughts. Let things be this way. Let's just pretend that I was never here." She started walking again, but stopped after a few steps.

Matthew was still standing there when she looked back.

"William, just treat it as I was never here and that I had never existed in the first place." It was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

She entered her villa.

Liselle was sitting on the couch restlessly.

The picture of her wrapped in gauze was quite funny.

Liselle immediately stood up when she saw Saoirse walking in. "Miss Saoirse." X