Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
Chapter 470

“A girl? What’s her background? Is this serious?” Miranda’s brow creased at the question.

Any girl but Selah piqued her interest.

She only cared if Arturo liked her.

“I’ll probably get bored with her quickly.

It’s not worth mentioning,”

Arturo said with a mischievous tone.

Miranda let out a relieved breath.

“You can have your fun with any woman you want, just not Selah.

I’m only tolerating her because I’m trying to be merciful.

But if I replace out Selah’s tempting you, I swear I’ll make her vanish.

No one could save her.

”

Arturo felt a shiver run through him.

He stopped himself from saying more, got up, crouched down in front of Miranda, took her hand, and whispered, “Mom, don’t worry.

There’s no way I would ever love Selah.

I despise her as much as you do.

”

He kept his voice down, cautious not to let Selah overhear from the bedroom.

He said what he did just to appease Miranda, to keep the peace with Selah.

Miranda’s face softened as she patted Arturo’s head.

“You’ve never let me down, Arturo.

Since your father died, you’re all I’ve got.

I know you’ll make the right choice.

Everything I do is for you.

”

“I get it, Mom.

I always listen to you,” Arturo murmured, his eyes narrowing.

Satisfied, Miranda stood to leave.

She had a flight back to Blosa that night.

Arturo lingered in the living room, his thoughts veiled in wisps of smoke from a consumed cigarette.

He eventually made his way to the door leading to his bedroom.

Moments passed before he tapped gently on the door, which swung open almost instantly, revealing Selah behind it.

Her eyes were cloaked in a veil of mist, obscuring her true emotions.

“Who came just now? You’re so secretive.

” Selah met Arturo’s gaze with her clear eyes.

“It’s my mom.

” Arturo didn’t hide it, his voice light.

Selah’s lips quirked upward slightly as she remarked, “She cares so much about you that she chased you to Morcastle.

You’d better not do anything that will make her worried in the future, such as getting involved with me.

”

Arturo’s brow furrowed in thought, pondering how much of his conversation with his mother Selah might have overheard.

Having spoken her piece, Selah glided past him, heading towards the entryway to change her shoes.

“I’m leaving.

”

Arturo turned to watch her slender figure.

Her demeanor had shifted from the quiet serenity of her past self to an aura of mature detachment.

Unconsciously, she had transcended from a maid sheltered by his presence to a woman capable of standing on her own.

“Allow me to drive you home.

It’s late, and it’s not safe for you to go alone,” Arturo offered.

Arturo unexpectedly didn’t stop her.

Pausing in the midst of putting on her shoes, a subtle sneer flickered at the corners of Selah’s mouth.

Silently, they descended the stairs and entered the car.

Not a word was exchanged during the journey.

The vehicle halted in front of Selah’s apartment building.

She unfastened her seat belt and calmly stated, “Thank you.

”

“Never mind.

” Arturo replied Lightly.