My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 1254

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 same moment.

She hurriedly asked, "Matthew, what happened?"

Before Matthew could speak, Saoirse answered her.

She said softly, "He brought me to this room." There was a sense of sadness in her voice. "This room is full of paintings of you. He told me that he had liked you for a very long time."

Saoirse's gaze landed onto Selina. "Can you tell me why 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 in me staying 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 same way 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.