My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 924

She gulped and said, "Bring me your magazine."

Matthew did not ask further but passed the magazine directly to Selina.

Selina placed the magazine between them and said, "This is a barrier. Neither of us can cross it."

She thought that Matthew would agree in his usual mild manner, but she did not expect him to mutter, "Selina, you need a barrier when sleeping with your husband?"

His tone was less gentle than usual, rather, a little oppressive.

Selina knew that when Matthew spoke in such a tone, he was not messing around.

She could only laugh and said, "Well, duh. I wouldn't be able to accommodate your desires at this point in time, remember? I had no choice but to come up with such an idea in order to keep your libido in check. Wouldn't this be more for your sake than mine? After all, you're the one who would be suffering the most if we didn't do this."

After that, Selina blinked innocently at Matthew.

In order to avoid being touched by this man, Selina really had to resort to such actions.

Looking at Selina's eyes which were akin to a fawn's, Matthew heart was instantly filled with helplessness.

Seriously, there was nothing he could do about with Selina.

"Alright." Matthew murmured, but added, "We'll go with it since your health is not at its best, but once you're healthy again, there won't be anything like this."

Selina nodded her head simply.

That night, Selina didn't sleep well.

It was the first time in her life she would be sharing the same bed with a man, albeit having a book in between.

She could clearly feel his pheromones and hear the sound of his breathing.

With only a little stretch of her hand, she would be touching Matthew's body.

Moreover, she still had this fear, the fear that despite Matthew's promise to her, he could still be driven by his lust to do something to her.

Such an uneasy night was finally over.

Selina had no sleep at all throughout.

Seeing that it was finally dawn with the sunlight shining through the French windows, Selina heaved a sigh of relief.

She noticed the movements of the man next to her on the other side of the bed.

Selina quickly closed her eyes.

She could hear the sound of Matthew getting up and putting on his clothes.

After a while, there was the sound of footsteps -not footsteps leaving the bedroom, but more like Matthew walking to her side of the bed.

Selina's heartbeat became more intense suddenly.

Although her eyes were shut, she could feel Matthew staring at her.

After that, there was a breathing sound which got closer.

It was Matthew bending over.

Selina was very nervous.

She was wondering if Matthew would take advantage of her by kissing her while she was asleep.

Fortunately, he didn't do that.

After a while, Matthew walked out.

Selina opened her eyes at once, her heartbeat became calm again.

About half an hour later, figuring that Matthew had probably left, Selina got down from the bed.

After washing up, she went downstairs.

Breakfast was a bowl of velvety oatmeal seasoned with cinnamon powder.

Selina took a spoonful. It was delicious and fragrant.

When she was still with her family, she had eaten a heavy breakfast almost every morning. She didn't expect that such a simple breakfast could be so amazingly good.

As Brine walked over, she smiled and asked, "Miss Whitlock, is the oatmeal good?"

"Prine, how could I not know? You don't have to think too much. It's just that I didn't sleep that well last night," Selina responded and forced a smile.

Seeing that Selina's expression didn't seem fake, Prine felt relieved.

"Then you can continue sleeping for a while later, Miss Whitlock," suggested Prine.

Selina nodded.

After finishing the oatmeal, Selina went upstairs.

She really needed some extra sleep.

When Selina was upstairs, she discovered something.

It was strange that she hadn't noticed it earlier despite having been here for the past few days, but only noticed when she was sleepy.

The second floor mostly consisted of rooms, with the doors all painted an elegant- looking white color.

However, there was one door that was pink. It was probably because this room situated in a corner, and hidden among the other rooms, that Selina had never noticed it.

Even though it was pink, the light shade did not exude tastelessness, but rather appeared endearingly elegant, fitting in with the other rooms.

Selina could not help but admire the painstaking craftsmanship behind these design.

By right, it should have seemed strange to have a pink door in a corridor of white doors. However, rather than clashing, the color seemed to complement the remaining colors.

Selina involuntarily walked over and went to push open the door.

She wanted to see what was behind the pink door. Was it another a guest room?

However, when she tried to push the door, it didn't open as it was locked.

Selina was a little surprised.

Neither the bedrooms nor guest rooms had been locked, except for this pink door... locked...

What was going on?