My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

Navidia focused her eyes and sure enough, she saw a person walking around. Because she was so high up the mountain, that person looked as small as an ant.

She said with a smile, "I didn't know there was a village between Nashaland and Megeland."

The village at the foot of Mt. Eternal was called Lee's Village.

The villagers here worked as farmers for several generations and made very little money.

There was a beautiful young woman in the village.

She was dressed in white, and her pupils were attractively dark.

This was Essie.

Essie was standing in front of a house with a courtyard inside. A big-bellied woman was basking in the sun in the courtyard.

This woman had very poor skin complexion and looked a little rough.

But her facial features were very delicate.

She looked very similar to someone.

Selina.

Her facial features were somewhat similar to Selina's.

But aside from her facial features, her figure, skin, and temperament were all completely different.

Just then, an old woman, in her 70s walked towards the woman with a bowl of soup in her hand. With a humble smile on her face, he said, "Here, have some soup. I made it for you." The woman took the soup.

After taking a sip, she sulked.

Smash!

She tossed the bowl of soup at the old woman.

Luckily, the old woman reacted fast enough, and managed to dodge.

The woman stood up, placed her hands on her hips, and scolded the old woman. "You old bastard. You can't make soup to save your life. What do you think you're doing? That soup was horrible. You might as well go to h*ll!" The old woman seemed accustomed to this woman's swearing.

She silently picked up the bowl and walked back into the house.

Then, a stout looking man came out. He kicked the old woman, who staggered and fell.

The man looked very unhappy. "You old woman! You can't even make a decent bowl of soup. What's the use in taking care of an old woman like you? Go and make it again and this time make sure it's good."

Outside at the courtyard, Essie was standing in a corner quietly.

Suddenly, she heard whispering nearby.

There were two villagers standing nearby from where she was.

They had seen everything that had happened in the courtyard.

"Do those two even have an ounce of humanity in them? That woman is one's mother and the other's grandmother. They are both already so old, but they still beat and scold her so harshly."

"Who hasn't heard about these two? They're really mean people. If they had children, I bet they would sell them for money to spend on alcohol, food and fun."

"They have no conscience at all."

A woman was listening in.

Essie smiled as she heard them whispering.

The two of them were really cruel people.

Genetics were very important after all.

It's not like those two villagers could give birth to any beautiful daughters with their lousy genes.

The children they'd give birth to would certainly be greedy, malicious, and inhuman.

Essie walked out of the courtyard.

The villager named Cici and her husband were stunned when they saw Essie approaching them.

The man was the first to react. "What are you looking at?"

Essie's eyes were fixed on Cici's belly. "You're pregnant with a daughter, aren't you? I want that daughter."

Cici frowned.

Looks like someone else wanted her child.

She said, "Someone else has already booked this one. If you want one for yourself, you'll have to wait for the next baby. You'll also need to pay a 50,000 dollar deposit for it." Essie smiled. "I want the one in your belly."

She might not be able to have another baby after this one.

Her current baby was due to arrive on the same day as Selina's.

The woman then said, "That won't do. Someone has already booked this one and paid for it. To ensure our credibility, we have to fulfill their order."

Essie sneered.

She didn't believe that this vicious woman in front of her would keep her promise.

She would do anything for money.

Essie then lifted up three fingers. "I'll pay you three times the price."

The woman's eyes suddenly widened from excitement.

Tremaine was accompanying Navidia today.

He brought Navidia to all sorts of places.

He was already feeling quite exhausted.

But Navidia was in very high spirits.

They still had to make a trip to the museum at four in the afternoon.

Tremaine couldn't take it anymore.

He looked at Navidia, "Princess Navidia, aren't you tired?"

Navidia's beautiful eyes sparked with intelligence. "Of course not. I think the mountains and rivers of Nashaland are so beautiful. How could I be tired?" The corners of Tremaine's lips twitched.

He said frankly, "Well, I'm tired."

Navidia was quiet.

She used to visit several other countries with her father, but none of those countries had a president like Tremaine, who had bluntly told her how tired he was.

Navidia thought to herself, Tremaine was a really unique character indeed.

She wasn't angry, in fact, it only made her think that Tremaine was quite special.

He wasn't as rigid as she'd imagine a president would be. All of them behaved like robots where everything went according to a very strict set of procedures. Tremaine made her feel more like a real person.

A person with feelings and emotions.

Navidia smiled and said, "Since Mr. Quartley is tired, let's visit the museum tomorrow."

Hogan then quickly said, "Princess Navidia, I'll make arrangements for your dinner tonight. The two of you shall dine together, of course."

Navidia smiled and nodded.

Tremaine's handsome face tightened.

He didn't want to have dinner with her.

Hogan seemed to have read his mind.

He pulled Tremaine aside and

whispered, "Sir, it's not polite of you

to say that you're tired. Princess

Navidia is our guest, so you should oblige them and entertain them." en FindNovel

"But I'm exhausted," Tremaine said bluntly.

Hogan was quiet.

He said breathlessly, "Sir, no other president in the world would speak like you do." "So? They're idiots, and therefore I should do as they do?"

Hogan kept quiet.

He sighed, "Fine, fine. I won't speak of this anymore. Sir, you must have dinner with Princess Navidia later. This is basic etiquette. You are the president of Nashaland, so you should show her some signature Nashaland hospitality."

"What does a meal have to do with that?" Tremaine asked.

Hogan was speechless.

He exhaustedly explained, "Sir, this is just basic courtesy."

Tremaine muttered, "I'm going to have to dine with that lopsided eyed person again."

Tremaine then took out his mobile phone.

There were no missed calls or messages.

Tremaine's heart seemed to have stopped.

Last night, he wrote on Yesseca's face and also doodled a goose on her cheek.

Yesseca must have seen it by now.

He thought that she would have reacted to it.

She would either be furious or manic about it.

Regardless of how she felt, she would always call him or send him a text to scold him.

However, Yesseca didn't do either of those.

He found this really strange!