My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)



Confusion flashed across Yesseca's eyes.

She murmured, "Matthew, I want to try it out with him. After all, I don't have a boyfriend, and Selina wants me to be with Kylin. But at times, I don't think it would work, it's just..."

She paused for a long time before she let out a long sigh. "Sometimes, I don't even know what I'm thinking about, but I will try my best with him. I don't want to go against Selina's wishes. I don't want to disappoint her."

Matthew's eyes revealed a trace of thoughtfulness.

"You think Kylin is great too, right?"

Yesseca heavily nodded. "Yeah, he's a good person."

Matthew suddenly stopped the car.

They were on an empty road, so the sudden halt of the car was not an issue.

Yesseca was taken aback.

She looked at Matthew doubtfully.

Matthew glanced back at Yesseca.

He parted his thin lips. "Yesseca, if you think Kylin is a good person, you should try going out with him. Kyi in is the type of guy you can entrust your life to. But if you don't like him, you don't have to think about Selina. You should place your own feelings first."

Yesseca held her breath.

After a moment, she said, "Matthew, shouldn't you speak for Selina? Why did you say all that? Shouldn't I follow what she says?"

Matthew smiled. "I am speaking for her."

Yesseca was baffled. She looked at Matthew in confusion.

Matthew sighed. "Your sister's true intention is to make you happy, Yesseca. Do you understand?"

If Selina set Yesseca up with a guy she didn't like, how would she be happy?

It was just that Selina did not understand this yet.

Yesseca was a simple- minded person, but she was not stupid.

She immediately understood what Matthew meant.

Yesseca's eyes instantly lit up.

She suddenly laughed. "Matthew, I understand what you mean."

Matthew gave a small smile and continued driving.

After arriving at Yesseca's house, Matthew stopped the car.

He asked casually, "You're not having nightmares anymore, are you?"

Yesseca shook her head. "No, I don't. I've been eating and sleeping just fine."

"That's good." Matthew said, "Remember to tell me me immediately if you have a nightmare. Don't bottle it up." "Okay," Yesseca promised.

After Yesseca went upstairs, Matthew drove out of her neighborhood and parked outside.

He made a call in his car.

After a while, a man in black came over and got into his car.

"Mr. Perry," the man said in a low voice.

Matthew nodded. "Have you found anything unusual lately?"

The man said, "I have been here for the past two days. I haven't noticed anything unusual."

Matthew frowned slightly and said, "Continue to keep watch here. If you find anything suspicious, inform me immediately!"

Just as Yesseca was about to go to bed, she suddenly recalled the wound on Tremaine's hand.

She didn't know if he had gone to the hospital or if his injury had become more serious.

Yesseca wanted to ask, but she felt like she couldn't.

After the way he'd treated her, how could she ask about him so shamelessly?

But if she didn't ask, she would feel guilty if something had really happened to him. She was to blame for Tremaine getting hurt. Yesseca laid in bed as she tried to work through that dilemma.

In the end, even she herself was annoyed.

When had she become such a weak willed person? She was usually a straightforward person. This was not how she was!

Yesseca sat up and took a deep breath.

Matters had to be taken care of individually.

Although Tremaine had done something very disrespectful towards her in the past, she couldn't ignore his injury that was sustained due to him trying to save her.

She had to find out if he was alright.

Yesseca decided to ask Montez.

That was the perfect solution!

But how should she ask Montez?

Montez did not have a phone, so she had to call Tremaine.

After thinking for a while, Yesseca sent a text message to Tremaine's cellphone.

"Is Montez there? If so, please tell him to give me a call."

Yesseca believed that Tremaine would hand over his phone to Montez without a doubt.

Tremaine was in the study room.

Suddenly, his phone vibrated.

He took a look and saw it was a text message from Yesseca, but it was not directed toward him.

Tremaine didn't know how to react.

Why was this woman asking for Montez so late at night?

Tremaine stood up and was prepared to give Montez his phone to ask her what Yesseca needed.

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Ripples flashed across his deep eyes.

Moments later, he sat back down.

He tapped his fingers on the phone.

"It's Montez. What's up, Yesseca? You can text me

here."

After sending the message, Tremaine twitched his lips.

When did he start imitating Montez so accurately?

On the other end, Yesseca received a text message from Tremaine.

She didn't think much of it.

She would never have imagined that it was Tremaine pretending to be Montez.

Yesseca replied.

"I want to ask you something. Don't tell your father."

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"Alright, I promise you. Tell me," replied Tremaine.

A reply came back.

"Have you noticed the condition your father's hand? How is it?"

Tremaine's eyes were fixed on the words on the text message, and his lips curled up.

It turned out that she had been worried and wanted to ask about this matter.

"His hands are pretty red, it's as if it was injured. How do you know about this, Yesseca?"

Tremaine's way of texting uncannily resembled Montez's.

Seeing this message, Yesseca's heart skipped a beat.

Tremaine's hand was badly injured?

A sense of guilt rose in her heart.

She immediately sent a text message.

"It's nothing serious, right?"

"I think it's bad. His hand might be ruined."

Yesseca was about to cry as she read the text.

"Montez, did your father go to the hospital?"

"No, I told him to, but he didn't listen. Why don't you tell him to go to the hospital?"

Yesseca did not know how to reply.

What should she say?

"Why

your for you give your phone to

Also,

your father? I'll call him later. remember to delete our text messages."

"Yesseca, why don't you invite both of us to have dinner at your house tomorrow? You can persuade him then."

After seeing this text message, Yesseca hesitated for a long time.

Eventually, she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, you can come tomorrow and delete these text messages later. Call your father and tell him

you will be having dinner at hime

my

house. Remember, don't mention that any of this was my idea, just

say it was yours. You have to be careful about this, Montez."