My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)



After hanging up the phone, Tremaine suddenly smiled coldly. His dark eyes seemed to be lit with a sharp light. It was so sharp, he could cut steel with it.

The plan was to make fun of his sexual orientation, huh?

He'd known Haegen would do this eventually.

Because that was his only flaw.

He had always been emotionally sound, and had no interest in touching women he didn't fancy. He chose to stay single for all these years. But in the world of fame and fortune, there was no integrity in remaining chaste. Instead it would become a problem where his sexual orientation would be questioned and tarnished by anyone who had ulterior motives.

Suddenly a face appeared in his mind.

It was Yesseca's.

His eyes softened as he pondered every detail of her face in his memory.

He suddenly felt a strong desire to see her.

Tremaine drove over to Yesseca's workplace at the shopping mall.

Yesseca should be at work at this time.

Tremaine couldn't remember exactly which store she worked at, but recognized which floor it was on. So he went up to the correct floor and began to look for her in each store.

Tremaine couldn't find her despite searching through every store.

He frowned.

"Maybe I remembered it wrong."

Just as he was about to call Yesseca, a woman suddenly rushed over to him.

It was Enaryln.

Enaryln was standing around in the men's clothing section when she suddenly spotted Tremaine. Her eyes lit up instantly!

He was so handsome!

And he looked so familiar!

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After all, she had been working in the men's clothing section for a few days now, but hadn't seen any rich men around. It wasn't easy to find one, so she wasn't going to miss this opportunity.

A charming smile appeared on Enaryln's face. "Hello, sir. Would you like to peruse our collection of men's clothing? We have plenty of new designs in our store, which are very suitable for you."

There was a pause.

Her smile dropped immediately.

Because the man in front of her had completely ignored her and everything she said.

She felt embarrassed.

Tremaine was about to move away from her.

Enaryln grew anxious. She reached out and grabbed his sleeve. "Sir, don't you want to come and have a look?"

The atmosphere around them turned cold.

Tremaine looked down at Enaryln, and emphasized each word angrily, "Let. Go."

Enarlyn felt two large, invisible hands grab her and crush every bone in her body. She felt fear deep in her heart and trembled.

She was so frightened that she quickly let go of his sleeve.

Tremaine glanced at Enaryln in disgust and left.

Enaryln stood in that same spot for a very long time until the fear she felt subsided.

Tremaine didn't call Yesseca's phone.

And he couldn't find Yesseca in the mall.

He decided to drive over to Yesseca's home.

The car sped along the road. He arrived at Yesseca's neighborhood in a matter of minutes. Tremaine parked his car and walked over to her apartment building.

The psychologist was about to leave.

He had just visited Yesseca to provide her with some therapy.

Matthew and Selina had wanted to visit her. However, Selina was badly affected by last night's events. Matthew was in the hospital right now with Selina. Of course, Selina didn't tell Yesseca that she was exhausted, but just said she needed to rest at home.

After going through some therapy, Yesseca felt a lot better.

She was certain that she had had a nightmare last night.

"Miss Cowell, if you have any more questions, feel free to contact me." The psychologist offered her his card before he left.

Yesseca nodded. "Sorry to trouble you."

"It's fine. This is what I do."

He then opened the door.

He was stunned with what he saw.

A man was standing at the door. He was a handsome and tall man. His entire stature radiated a piercingly cold aura that would freeze hearts.

Spotting the psychologist, Tremaine's face darkened. He clenched his jaw and stared daggers at the psychologist.

He heard a voice coming from inside. Although he couldn't hear it clearly, he could tell it was a man's voice.

When the door swung open, a man stepped out.

"Who are you?" Tremaine's face looked angry and terrifying.

The psychologist hadn't recovered from shock yet.

If anyone saw such a terrifying image of man as soon as they stepped out of the door, they'd be pretty shocked too.

Tremaine felt a growing feeling of irritation and anger inside him.

"I'm asking you a question!" Tremaine grabbed the psychologist's hand.

"Crack!"

There was a blood-curdling crack that came from his hand.

Tremaine had snapped the psychologist's wrist.

"Argh!" The psychologist cried out in pain.

Yesseca rushed out.

She had wanted to pass some money to the psychologist as thanks. She didn't expect to see such a gruesome scene.

She screamed, "Mr. Quartley, what are you doing?! Let him go!"

Tremaine looked at Yesseca with his cold eyes. "Do you feel sorry for him?"

Yesseca was stunned.

Because of Tremaine's stare.

Tremaine had always been terrifying, ever since they met. But this was the first time she'd seen his cold stare in a while.

After she gathered herself, she was confused. "What are you talking about?"

The psychologist managed to react to the situation.

After all, he studied psychology. He was able to understand what had just happened after listening to them.

The psychologist spoke, "Sir, sir, you,

you

to have misunderstood

the on. I'm not involved with

your girlfriend. I was just here to give her some therapy. Nothing else."

Tremaine held his breath.

Yesseca's face flushed red.

Oh my god, what was the psychologist saying? Calling her his girlfriend!

She blushed and explained, "Doctor, I... I'm not his girlfriend. I'm not involved with him!"

Tremaine was shocked!

After hearing the psychologist explain things, his face fell.

He let go of the psychologist's hand.

The psychologist groaned from the pain on his wrist and explained, "Sir, Miss Coweltis suffering from some psychological trauma. I'm here to treat her condition. If you don't believe me, you can ask Miss

Cowell. I was just providing her

some therapy!"

Tremaine frowned. "What's the matter with you?"

Yesseca ignored Tremaine's question and looked at the psychologist's wrist. "Doctor, is your wrist broken?"

She had heard the terrible "crack"

from earlier. She couldn't imag

anyone being strong enough to break another person's hand just by grabbing their hand!