My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)



Yesseca was about to turn around and make some coffee for Kylin when she felt that this whole situation felt wrong.

"No, this won't do. It's not a good idea to be alone with him here."

Yesseca took a deep breath. "Kylin, Let me treat you to some coffee. Let's head out and get some."

Kylin looked puzzled. "You invited me in but now you want to go out for coffee?"

Kylin stood up. He strode over to Yesseca and looked straight into her eyes. "Yesseca, I thought you invited into your home to have some coffee with me."

Yesseca's mind was a mess.

She found him very strange today.

She didn't dare to look at him. She stared at her feet and said, "Well, I think you've misunderstood me. I was just being polite. I didn't think that you'd actually come in."

Kylin didn't answer.

Yesseca continued, "You're probably not used to how we do things here in Glevania. For example, when we meet a friend on the street, we'd ask if they've had anything to eat yet. If they haven't, then we'd invite them into our home for a meal. This is just to be polite. We aren't actually inviting them over."

Kyi in was quiet after she was done explaining.

"That's it. I was just being polite." She replied dryly.

Kyi in responded a bit stiffly. "So you didn't actually invite me in for coffee."

"Of course not!" Yesseca said confidently.

Kyi in took a good look at Yesseca.

"Well, let's go then."

He noticed how relieved Yesseca was after he said that.

Yesseca quickly ran out of her apartment. She looked relieved to have avoided this disaster of a situation. "Well then, let's head out and get some coffee."

Kyi in looked at her with his deep eyes.

It was obvious that Yesseca had really had no intention of inviting him in at all.

He was surprised at this.

She was a decent girl after all.

He smiled and nodded. "Okay."

After sending Montez to kindergarten, Madam Quartley had a long chat with Qiana.

They were talking about Yesseca.

Madam Quartley didn't provide her any details, just some general responses to her enquiries..

Qiana looked serious as she explained. "As Montez's teacher, I have to remind him that this girl doesn't mean well. Furthermore, based on what you've said, it seems like she's trying to cause some trouble between Montez and his family. She wants Montez to favor her."

Madam Quartley was shocked. "What should I do? I used to adore her. How was I to know that she was such a person?"

Qiana was in a difficult position. "Madam Quartley, I'm an outsider myself and therefore can't say much. Just be careful. However, Montez really shouldn't spend so much time with her. I'm afraid that she will be a detriment to Montez's development."

After a brief pause, Qiana said, "I'll say again. It would be best to find Montez's birth mother as soon as possible. Only his real mother can give Montez the best kind of care he needs."All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

Madam Quartley frowned and nodded. "Thank you, Miss Lanes." "No problem." Qiana replied gently, "I adore Montez as well. If Madam Quartley has any problems in the future, feel free to share them with me. I will do my best to help."

Madam Quartley then returned to the Quartley family villa.

She went to Noel, the housekeeper, and asked, "Have you found Montez's real mother yet?"

"Uh..." The housekeeper was flustered.

Although Madam Quartley held a powerful position in the family and wielded great power, Tremaine was still the head of the family. So between them, Noel had to be on Tremaine's side, and therefore had to hide the facts from Madam Quartley.

Madam Quartley glared at the housekeeper menacingly. "What the hell are you doing? I've asked you to investigate the matter for some time now, but you've found nothing at all."

Noel stood silently in place with his head hung down.

Madam Quartley stood up. "Where is Tremaine?"

"Mr. Tremaine is in the study."

She walked towards the study.

Then knocked on the door a couple of times.

"Come in." Tremaine replied calmly.

She pushed the door open and walked in.

"Tremaine, I have something to discuss with you." She then sat down on the sofa.

Tremaine placed the thick document to the side on his desk and said, "Go ahead, Madam Quartley."

She looked into Tremaine's eyes and said, "Tell me, what do you think of Yesseca?"

Tremaine paused briefly at her question.

What he thought about Yesseca?

He hadn't really figured that out yet.

"Why are you asking me this, Madam Quartley?" Tremaine said faintly.

Her heart skipped a beat.

She could tell that Tremaine was very interested in Yesseca from his tone.

She knew her grandson very well.

If Tremaine didn't have any feelings for Yesseca, he would have denied it right away.

She straightened her face and said, "Tremaine, I don't agree to you being together with Yesseca."

Tremaine's eyes turned cold. "Madam Quartley, I recall you've agreed with me and have even tried to persuade me several times before."

Madam Quartley's tone sounded regretful. "That's because I didn't know who she truly was before. I thought she was a good woman, but I was mistaken."

"Madam Quartley, she is a very good woman." Tremaine stressed every word.

She sighed in her heart.

It seemed that even her grandson, who was so brilliant, had been deceived.

She wanted to tell Tremaine about Yesseca's true intentions, but when she considered it, she couldn't really say anything. She had no actual evidence.

"I don't care whether she's a good woman or not," Madam Quartley interjected. "I don't approve of your relationship with her."

"Madam Quartley, what exactly is your problem with her?" Tremaine asked suddenly.

Madam Quartley was quiet.

She had to get to the point then!

Madam Quartley looked disgusted

and said, "She spent the night here, didn't she? She was wearing your shirt Tremaine, that was horribly inappropriate!"

"Madam Quartley, there's no need to impose your old sensibilities on others."

She felt her heart tighten.

Her grandson was clearly on Yesseca's side.

She remembered all the times she

would try to match Yesseca with t

him. Every time she approached him about it, he was so indifferent and unwilling to listen to her.

But in such a short time, Tremaine was now firmly on Yesseca's side.

She wasn't a simple girl. She was very good at getting people on her side.

She didn't want to confront Tremaine head-on.

Although Tremaine was her grandson, he was also the head of the Quartley family and supported the entire family.

She softened her voice and said,

"Tremaine, dear. I've thought about this. If you really want to find a woman for yourself, find Montez's real mother. She is the best choice for you."

After a brief pause, she continued, "I've already tasked the housekeeper to look for her. If you can find her, win her over."

"There's no need, Madam Quartley." Tremaine said decisively.

"Tremaine! This woman is Montez's real mother!"