My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 840

She didn't think much about it. She had been with Dylan for so many years, but the things that should have already happened had yet to occur.

In this era, it seemed unimaginable, but that was the truth.

Dylan had never made a move on her, and she too had been fervently holding onto her chastity.

They had innocently loved each other for all these years.

When Selina arrived at room 302 in the hotel, she knocked on the door, but no one answered.

When she tried to push the door, it responded to her push and swung inwards.

Selina was stunned by what she saw.

The hotel room had been specially decorated, with rose petals covering the whole floor, and transparent balloons filled the room.

On the pure white bed, the rose petals were arranged to form a few big words.

"Marry me, Selina."

Everything was so romantic and perfect.

Selina covered her mouth with excitement.

For the past few years, Dylan had stopped doing such things for her. In fact, on the day he suggested that they marry, he had just thrown it into the middle of a normal conversation all of a sudden. However, this time, to think that he had spent so much time and effort to decorate...

Right that moment, Dylan walked in.

A look of surprise flashed across Dylan's eyes when he saw the scene in front of him.

Nonetheless, the surprised look on his face soon faded away, and he felt extremely disgusted.

He knew who had arranged all of this.

Reid.

Dylan suppressed the extreme revulsion in his heart.

Traces of pain and guilt flashed through his eyes as he looked at Selina's back view.

For the sake of Missha, he would have to hurt her yet again.

This girl, who loved him so much.

"Selina," Dylan said.

There was a hint of coldness and guilt in his voice.

Selina turned her head.

Her eyes were filled with ecstatic joy.

Dylan's heart felt like it had been slashed open by a sharp blade.

A noble lady like Selina must have been to all kinds of grand occasions. Yet here she was, overjoyed at the mere sight of the barely decorated hotel room.

Her love for him was so deep.

Selina looked at Dylan, so excited that she could barely string a coherent sentence together. "Dylan, I really didn't expect you to put in so much effort to decorate, since I know it's not your style. I'm so happy, really."

The happier Selina felt, the more Dylan's heart ached.

His expression was incredibly stiff.

He averted his gaze because it was simply too painful to see how happy she was.

As his eyes shifted across the room, he incidentally realized that there was a camera hidden in the corner of the wall.

Dylan held his breath as his hands clenched into fists, veins pulsing, seemingly on the verge of bursting.

That d*mn brute Reid had installed a camera to record this.

Dylan had the violent urge to instantly tear down

the camera.

However, Missha's face flashed across his mind. Missha's face as she seemed like she was about to go mad, as well as the doctor's words.

The doctor said that there was a tumor in Missha's head. Therefore it was advised not to stimulate her too much. Otherwise, the tumor would likely worsen, and it could even turn malignant.

Dylan couldn't be impulsive unless he wanted Missha to die.

His lips paled, and the next second, he had knelt on one knee.

Selina was shocked by Dylan's actions.