My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 831

"Try what?" Natalie asked.

The corners of Tobias' lips blossomed into a dashing yet extremely cunning smile. "Kissing on a hot air balloon."

Natalie was speechless.

Before she could even react, Tobias' lips suddenly pressed down on hers.

Natalie subconsciously wanted to push Tobias away, but she suddenly realized that they were still on the hot air balloon.

She had no choice but to bear with Tobias' kiss and let him pry her teeth open.

"Ugh..."

In the end, Natalie could only be immersed in Tobias' steamy kiss.

Kissing on a hot air balloon in Turkey would become one of Natalie's memories about their honeymoon.

Selina went to Dylan's apartment at noon, only to see him eating from a takeout box as soon as she entered.

She couldn't help but frown. How could he eat something so unhealthy?

She snatched it away from Dylan's hands. "Can't you eat something else? You're always eating unhealthy food like this!"

Dylan's eyes narrowed slightly. An odd glint was in his eyes, and his tone was odd as well. "Of course, the high-and-mighty Miss Whitlock would never get takeout. You're a rich young lady, so everything you eat is gourmet, while a poor boy like me can only eat scraps. We don't belong in the same world!"

Dylan's words were like knives that pierced into Selina's heart.

Selina's face turned pale.

She felt wronged and mad at the same time.

She had been together with him for so long, but Dylan was still saying this sort of thing to her. His words were like blades slicing her heart!

Besides, hadn't he clearly said that the two of them were going to get wed? Since they were to be wed, shouldn't they accept each other? What did he mean by saying this?

Selina never had a good temper.

Due to her prominent family background, she had developed an arrogant and reckless character from a young age.

Right then, she was so mad that she snatched the take-out box and dumped it onto Dylan's head.

His face was immediately drenched in broth and sauce, leaving him in an extremely embarrassing state.

However, Dylan was also born aloof. Even when he was swimming in soup, he still looked infuriatingly attractive.

Dylan's features tensed up, the veins on his hands throbbing violently.

He was deliberately suppressing his anger.

After a while, he took a deep breath, a hint of fierceness flashing in his eyes. "Selina, you win!"

After that, Dylan stormed straight to the bathroom to take a shower.

Selina's eyes instantly brimmed with tears.

Her eyes were born doe-like and charming, which made her look like a girl straight out of a comic book. At that very moment, her teary eyes had the power to make people feel sorry for her at once. All hints of her arrogance and willfulness were gone.

As if she had lost all her strength, Selina powerlessly sat down on the sofa.

Tears could not help but stream down her cheeks.

Why? Just why was her path of love so bumpy?

Why could Natalie and Tobias be so happy and sweet, but she couldn't?

Both of them were clearly in love, but they would always quarrel whenever they didn't get along.

Dylan would spoil her like a madman one second, then treat her coldly the next.

Was it because of their difference in social status?

However, it was obvious that the gap between Natalie and Tobias was big as well, yet how could they be so happy?

Dylan walked out of the washroom. He had changed into clean clothes and washed off all the slop on him.

At that moment, he was wearing a simple white T-shirt, but because of his tall figure and handsome appearance, he still had an attractive air.

He's not worthy of Selina's tears.

Selina said stiffly, "Who's crying? I'm not crying. You must have seen it wrongly."

Selina had always been a prideful woman. Even if she was sad, she would bear it all alone.

"Selina." Dylan softened his tone. "I saw you crying a moment ago, so don't try to force yourself. It's all my fault."

He was whispering to her, his husky voice full of magnetism.

"Selina, you can hit me or scold me. It's all my fault."

His voice was full of guilt.

Selina could no longer hold it in anymore, and the rims of her eyes turned red. Moments later, her fists landed heavily on Dylan's chest. "Dylan, you son of a b*tch. You're truly despicable."

"I was clearly worried that takeout is unhealthy. In the end, all I heard was you mocking me. Am I really that kind of person? If I am, why would I even choose you out of all the men I could find?!"

"Last time, you even told me that you were going to marry me, but look at you. You don't look like

you want to at all. Dylan, you son of a b*tch, you b*stard!"

Countless ripples flashed across Dylan's eyes, filled with boundless pain.

Last time, when he had said that he was going to marry Selina, it was entirely that person's idea.

After that, he suddenly regretted it.

He was afraid that getting married to Selina was all part of that man's scheme.

He didn't want Selina to get hurt, and he didn't want their marriage to become part of a plan.

Dylan tightened his grip on Selina. "Selina, how about we don't get married?"

All of a sudden, Selina's body froze.

Moments later, she abruptly raised her head, fixing a stare at Dylan. "Dylan, what did you say?"