My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

Sheldon was about to retort at her when he saw a figure walking towards him.

Immediately, Sheldon hung up the phone in a hurry.

It was Hogan.

Hogan had been looking for Sheldon. After a while of searching, he'd found Sheldon hiding in a corner with his phone in hand.

Just as he went over, Sheldon hung up.

Hogan's first response was to criticize him, "Mr. Hawls, as Mr. Tremaine's most trusted subordinate, you're incompetent. You have let the Cabinet and Nashaland down!"

Sheldon was speechless.

He disagreed with what Hogan said.

Sheldon immediately retorted, "That's wrong, Mr. Welmert. I've always been loyal to Nashaland. How could you say that?"

Hogan harrumphed. "Loyal? Why did you let Mr. Tremaine start making plans to marry such a woman? Explain that, Mr. Hawls!"

There was a second of silence.

Sheldon was flummoxed.

There was nothing he could have done.

He had tried persuading Tremaine, but Tremaine had never listened his advice. Besides, Tremaine had used the matter of his investigation to stop Sheldon every time he brought it up. How would he dare to persuade Tremaine when he had also done something equally bad? "Mr. Tremaine has the right to pick whoever he wants to marry, Mr. Welmert," said Sheldon.

In his opinion, Hogan was making a mountain out of a molehill. As the president, didn't Tremaine have the right to choose his own wife? Even average citizens had that right.

Although Sheldon disagreed with Tremaine marrying Yesseca, he would not object to Tremaine's choice. He was not as radical as Hogan.

"Nonsense!" Hogan raged.

He glared at Sheldon. "Mr. Hawls, don't assume I don't know what you did! You'd better watch out, or else I'll gather the Cabinet, and you'll lose your job."

Sheldon's heart suddenly constricted..

His voice quivered. "What did I do?"

Hogan's gaze became sharper. "You know that woman, right? I've already found out that you and Mr. Tremaine were the ones who brought that woman to Nashaland together. Maybe you were the one who introduced that woman to Mr. Tremaine. What other reason would he have to pick a low-born woman?"

Sheldon was left speechless.

That wasn't even a crime.

The rage in Sheldon's heart was lit.

He was about to fly into a rage at Hogan when he suddenly saw a person standing in the distance.

It was Preslie.

She stood there in a daze, staring at Hogan and Sheldon.

Hogan also noticed Preslie.

With outsiders around, he had to keep his lips sealed. Hogan glared at Sheldon before leaving.

After Hogan left, Preslie approached Sheldon again.

The whole debacle with Yesseca had made her extremely anxious. She'd paced up and down the presidential palace. To her surprise, she met...

Preslie looked at Sheldon in disbelief. "Mr. Hawls, is what that man said true? Did you introduce that woman to Mr. Tremaine?"

Although Preslie did not know Hogan, she could tell he was a high-ranking governmental official.

A person of that status had no reason to lie.

Sheldon had already been pissed off by Hogan right before. At that moment, Preslie's questions kindled the flames of his anger even more.

He could not help the scowl that crossed his face when he glanced at Preslie.

However, that scowl seemed like an admission to Preslie.

Preslie bit her lip. "Mr. Hawls, how could you? Mr. Tremaine already has Yesseca. How could you still introduce someone to him after knowing that? That's wrong, Mr. Hawls. You can't do things like that." Sheldon felt both angry and helpless after hearing what she'd said.

The stupidity of the woman in front of him was truly amazing.

Sheldon was amazed.

He glared at Preslie. "I'm impressed by your IQ. Your stupidity knows no bounds."

With those words, Sheldon turned around and left.

Preslie stood there shell-shocked. Her eyes inadvertently reddened.

When Sheldon said that, his voice had been full of disgust and contempt. All of a sudden, Preslie felt upset.

After standing rooted to the spot for some time, Preslie sniffled while her voice trembled. "Although I'm stupid, at least I know it's wrong to ruin a relationship."

At 6 in the evening, Yesseca finished her dinner.

She always ate dinner alone.

Quartley Palace had several floors. Each floor was an independent living space with its own kitchen and dining room. Yesseca went to the floor where she lived so that she could avoid Madam Quartley and Yuliana.

Normally, Yesseca would go back to her bedroom to read or watch television after dinner.

However, she was not in the mood for that today.

As for why she didn't feel like it, she was not sure.

It was what it was.

In a daze, she stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked into the distance.

Time flew by. It had turned 9 in the blink of an eye.

That was supposed to be Yesseca's bedtime.

She was lying on her bed, but could not fall asleep.

Suddenly, there was the sound of the doorknob turning. Taken aback, Yesseca looked towards the door with her eyes wide open. The door opened.

Tremaine appeared in front of her.

Their eyes met.

Tremaine was a little surprised.

Every day when he came at that time, Yesseca would have already fallen asleep, and lights in the bedroom would be switched off.

Not wanting to bother Yesseca, he would go to another room to sleep.

Tremaine had not expected Yesseca to be awake that day.

Tremaine strode over.

"You haven't slept yet?" he asked in a low voice.

Yesseca's eyelashes fluttered slightly.

She looked at the tall and dashing man in front of her, her heart in a turmoil.

He was the president.

The high and mighty president!

Why would a president marry her?

At first, she had held no hope, but then Tremaine almost convinced her with that wedding planner.

Fortunately, Preslie had told her the truth in time.

Before she fell into his trap.

"Tremaine, I have something to tell you," said Yesseca under her breath.

Tremaine sat on the bed.

His gaze felt on Yesseca's neck. At

that moment, Yesseca was dressed

in her pajamas. Her slender neck

was exposed, which Tremaine found extremely attractive.

Tremaine gulped.

It had been quite a while. Yesseca's period must have long been over.

"Let's talk about it later." Tremaine's voice was rife with ambiguity. "We'll talk about it when we're done."

Yesseca was taken aback.

"Done with what?"

Desire sparked in Tremaine's eyes. "What do you think?"

Yesseca's heart skipped a beat as she looked at Tremaine.

She thought to herself, could it possibly be...?

There was no way.

Wasn't Tremaine already together with a servant?

Since he was with another woman, how would he still do that kind of thing?

"I don't know," replied Yesseca.

Tremaine leaned forward and said, "It doesn't matter. I'll teach you."

After that, Tremaine lowered his head and kissed Yesseca.

Her lips were sweet and smooth, like candy.