My Heart only Beats for You

Preslie fell silent.

She widened her eyes in surprise. "What? Weren't they talking about a servant?"

Sheldon felt helpless. "Miss Cowell worked as a servant in Mr. Tremaine's house. Didn't you know about that?"

Preslie was shocked.

She searched her brain. She seemed to recall Yesseca mentioning something like that. Or had she?

Regardless, it had to be true since Sheldon said so!

Preslie was dumbfounded.

Her lips trembled. "I don't remember whether Yesseca told me, Mr. Hawls, | really don't. | wouldn't have told her

all of this if I'd known. | didn't mean to, | really didn't know..." Sheldon sighed to himself.

He didn't know what to say, so he just looked at her.

After stime, Preslie said, "Mr. Hawls, | think you should taketo the hospital."

"What for?"

Preslie pointed at her head, her voice quavering. "To cut my head open and see what's in there."

Sheldon was lost for words.

Yesseca felt someone's lips on her.

She was asleep, and she didn't want to open her eyes. All she knew was that the lips were soft.

In her grogginess, she wondered whether Preslie was dreaming that she was food.

She opened her mouth. "Preslie, stop it. I'm not food."

Those lips pressed against her more insistently at her words. In fact, they seemed to be nibbling at her mouth.

Yesseca felt like she was going to faint.

"I'm not food. You're dreaming, Preslie!"

With that, Yesseca opened her eyes.

A handsface was zoomed in in front of her.

It wasn't Preslie, but Tremaine.

Yesseca was so frightened that she screamed.

She didn't expect it to be Tremaine!

What was going on?

Wasn't she at Preslie's hand sleeping next to her? Why had it turned into Tremaine?

At the front door, Sheldon and Preslie both heard Yesseca's scream.

They pretended not to hear a thing.

At that moment, Tremaine's voice rang out. "Yesseca, you're a stupid woman! How can someone so stupid

exist?" Sheldon's lips twitched.

If his memory didn't fail him, just moments ago, Tremaine had told him that Yesseca was the most perfect

woman in the world. Yet...

In the bedroom, Yesseca was so mad that her head throbbed.

Tremaine was crossing the line!

She'd already left Quartley Palace, yet he'd call the way to Preslie's house to scold her. How could he be so

mean?

Yesseca retorted angrily, "Yes, I'm stupid. You're the smartest person ever, happy? My stupidity doesn't have

anything to do with you, by the way. Do you think you can just go around scolding others because you're the

president? I'm not even a citizen of Nashaland. What gives you the right to scold me?"

Tremaine's eyes darkened. "Not a citizen of

Nashaland? We're getting married soon, so you'll be a citizen in no time!"

Yesseca glared at Tremaine. "Stop with your nonsense."

Tremaine suddenly leaned in close to her and pressed his lips to her ear. "Silly, the servant that everyone in the

Presidential Palace is talking about is you." Yesseca was stunned.

She looked at Tremaine in shock.

Tremaine was satisfied with Yesseca's expression.

Yes, it seemed that she had been acting oddly because she'd misunderstood.

She'd misunderstood that he was having an affair. That was why she'd said all those things.

Besides, her acting out was a clear sign that she was jealous. The reason for that jealousy, on the other hand,

was because she truly loved him. Tremaine unconsciously smirked.

His mood was instantly uplifted and

his tone turned cheery. "Did that

idiotic friend of yours tell you something? How can you take idiot's word for good? Yesseca the only woman I'll

ever be with is you."

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After that, he wrapped an arm around her waist and gazed right into her eyes. "I love you."

Yesseca was rendered speechless.

His bluntness made her blush.

She looked at Tremaine blankly. "So, you're really not together with a servant?"

He said affirmatively, "Of course. You know that I'm a perfectionist No other woman is good enough to attract

me. You might be stupid and foolish and shapeless, but you're the one I love."

Yesseca was lost for words again.

Tremaine's words had ruined the atmosphere.

She glared at him. "You're the shapeless one!"

The moment her words fell, Tremaine reached out a hand and touched her somewhere, even giving it a squeeze,

as if to make sure. He then said meaningfully, "I guess you're not that shapeless after all."

Yesseca fell silent.

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She turned crimson from head to toe, then screeched at him, "Tremaine, you stinking rascal!"

At the door, both Sheldon and Preslie heard Yesseca's words. They both felt awkward.

Yesseca and Tremaine were alone in the bedroom. If a woman were to call a man a stinking rascal in such a

situation, it was obvious what had happened.

Sheldon thought Yesseca was probably the only woman in the world who dared to call Tremaine a rascal.

On the other hand, Preslie's mind was headed to other places.

Tremaine had already gone in there for so long. Coupled with Yesseca's screech, were they... were they getting it

on?

Preslie gulped.

Oh god, it was too naughty.

There was no way she could stay here anymore.

It was just too inappropriate.

How would she be able to look them in the eye if she were to hear sungodly sounds later on?

Preslie shot Sheldon a look.

Sheldon was taken aback.

She was shooting him a look under such circumstances...

It made him think of something.

Preslie wasn't inviting him to do something with her, was she?

As a senior colonel with good looks, it wasn't out of the norm for women to flirt with him. That was why Sheldon

only thought of one thing when Preslie glanced at him. Sheldon's mind was a mess.

He'd always seen Preslie as an idiot, but at this moment, he realised that she was adorably idiotic. What's more,

she seemed to know how to seduce men!

He recalled what Preslie had asked when his eyes had been trained on a certain spot...

Sheldon had thought that she'd asked that because she was too naive, but it seemed that she'd done it on

purpose...

Sheldon straightened up. "Miss Fernandez, I'm a man with morals."

That was exactly why Preslie had asked him to go downstairs with her! &