My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 1848

Only promiscuous women would do such a thing.

Actually, being a promiscuous woman wasn't too bad.

Preslie liked their slim waist and flirty eyes. But the problem was she looked nothing like a promiscuous woman. Therefore, when she was the one to ask a question that only promiscuous women would, it was...

It made her want to cry!

Preslie just wanted to cry.

She cursed herself internally, wondering why she would ask such a question.

In the midst of their awkwardness, the sound of someone's footsteps rang out. It was Tremaine.

After not hearing anything for a long time, he couldn't help but go check for himself. Unexpectedly, he saw Preslie and Sheldon at the door. The two did not speak but stood there in a daze instead.

Tremaine frowned slightly. "Sheldon."

When Sheldon heard Tremaine's voice, he was pulled out of his reverie.

He turned around. "Mr. Tremaine."

"That woman!" Tremaine straightened his face.

Sheldon felt a little awkward. "I- I haven't seen Miss Cowell yet, Mr. Tremaine."

Tremaine went quiet.

He gave Sheldon a sidelong glance. "You've been up here for so long. What have you been doing?"

Sheldon looked guilty.

What had he been doing...

At the same time, Preslie looked abnormally awkward.

She was very clear about what Sheldon had been doing.

As if trying to ease the awkwardness, she said, "You-you're looking for Yesseca, right? I-I'll get her for you."

Preslie turned around and hurried to the bedroom.

As she walked, she thought to herself, "Oh my God. Could I be more embarrassing?"

She was just about to open the bedroom door when something dawned on her.

Wait a minute!

Something was wrong!

What did Tremaine want with Yesseca?

Wasn't Tremaine fooling around with some servant? Why was he still here for Yesseca?

She withdrew her hand.

After a moment's hesitation, she walked back to the entrance. Her heart jolted at the sight of Tremaine's figure.

Perhaps it'd be better to just get Yesseca out here so that she could tell Tremaine herself.

After all, Tremaine was the president, and Preslie was scared.

On second thought, Preslie couldn't do it. Yesseca was such a good friend, and she had to stick up for her. Anyway, Yesseca was already sleeping. It would only upset her more to see Tremaine.

As a friend, she had to speak up for Yesseca.

Preslie told herself not to be afraid.

She puffed out her chest. She had to hold her head up high!

When Sheldon noticed Preslie pushing her chest out, he flushed again.

He lowered his head.

"Just don't look." He thought to himself.

He was better off not looking at anything.

"Mr. Tremaine, Yesseca can't see you," Preslie

mustered enough courage to say.

"It's not up to you to decide whether she wants to meet me or not." Tremaine glanced at Preslie coldly, shooting her a murderous look.

As he looked at Preslie, he was angered by the stupid things that she'd done.

Tremaine pointed at Preslie. "Sheldon!"

Sheldon was startled.

He thought that Preslie had angered Tremaine, and he hurriedly said, "Mr. Tremaine, Preslie's stupider than the average person, but she means well. It's just a misunderstanding. She doesn't mean anything bad by it."

Preslie was lost for words.

What did he mean by saying that she was stupider than the average person?!

Tremaine let out a cold laugh. "Take this woman to the hospital and get the doctor to cut her head open. I want to know what they'll find in there!"

After that, Tremaine strode into the apartment.

There was no need for him to ask this stupid woman to get Yesseca. He'd do it himself!

Preslie turned pale when she heard Tremaine saying that he wanted to cut her head open.

Sheldon felt a little sorry for her.

After some thought, he consoled her, saying, "Preslie, Mr. Tremaine was just saying that, He doesn't mean it." Tears welled up in Preslie's eyes. "Mr. Hawls, what if he does mean it? If he really wants to cut my head open, I..."

She was so frightened that her eyes turned red.

Sheldon knew for a fact that Tremaine didn't mean it, and Preslie's fear made him pity her.

"He doesn't mean it, trust me," Sheldon said.

Preslie blinked. "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure of it."

Preslie took a deep breath. "That's good, but I need to get him out here. Yesseca's sleeping." Her expression changed.

After that, she turned to run inside.

In a hurry, Sheldon grabbed her. "Don't."

Preslie widened her eyes. "But he's with a servant now. He can't be with Yesseca. I..."

Sheldon cut her off. "That servant's Yesseca. The person that everyone in the Presidential Palace is talking about is Yesseca!"