My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)



Yesseca was silent.

She looked at deep fried oyster mushrooms on her plate. They looked fine.

"Montez, these mushrooms look pretty good to me."

"I'm not talking about these. I'm saying that my daddy's oyster mushroom has mutated." Montez sighed.

Yesseca was still quiet.

She was very confused.

"Tremaine's mushroom has mutated?"

Tremaine went to answer the phone. He hadn't touched any of his mushrooms.

Seeing that Yesseca didn't understand, Montez quickly explained, "Daddy took an icy cold shower last night. So, he got sick and his mushroom mutated. Daddy is really dumb. Why did he take a cold shower when the weather was so cold?"

Yesseca became even more confused.

What, what was Montez talking about?

"Why did your daddy's mushroom evolve?"

Yesseca asked.

Perhaps it was because she was puzzled and anxious, because she had asked this rather loudly.

Some people who were eating, turned and looked at her. Tremaine had just walked back at the time.

He caught everything Yesseca said.

Tremaine was quiet.

He had never felt so embarrassed before in his entire life, he could feel it sweep through his entire body. He wanted to leave the restaurant right away.

But Montez spotted him.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

He called out to him immediately, "Daddy, you're back!"

There was an awkward pause.

All the other customers who heard Yesseca earlier, when she said "Why did your daddy's mushroom mutate?" looked at Tremaine with strange looks. Tremaine's face darkened slightly.

It was obvious that both Montez, a child, and Yesseca, a pure and simple woman, didn't quite catch the double entendre that question implied.

He walked over and said, "I'm not eating here. Let's go somewhere else."

He couldn't sit here and eat his meal peacefully with all these eyes on him.

Montez asked, confused, "Why don't you want to eat here? Is it because they serve mushrooms here? Don't worry, there aren't any mutations with their mushrooms here."

"Montez!" Tremaine's face looked very stern.

Montez shivered.

"Daddy looks so scary."

Montez struggled to get into Yesseca's arms. He cowered pitifully, "Yesseca, Daddy is so scary."

She quickly comforted him by patting his head.

She felt that Tremaine had gone overboard.

She thought that it might have been because of the oyster mushrooms that Montez ate at home. The mushrooms had mutated, so Montez was probably fixated with those mushrooms.

It wasn't Montez's fault. Why was Tremaine so angry at him?

She looked at Tremaine. "Mr. Quartley, no one likes mutated mushrooms. What would you do with them? Do you enjoy eating mutated oyster mushrooms? If you do, you can enjoy them all by yourself, but we won't have any."

Suddenly, someone laughed quietly.

Tremaine's face had hardened.

He picked Montez up from Yesseca's arms, and then stormed out.

Yesseca quickly followed them out.

"Yesseca, Yesseca!" Montez flailed while being held in Tremaine's arms.

Yesseca managed to stop Tremaine and said, "Mr. Quartley, why are you taking Montez away? We haven't finished our lunch yet."

"No, we're going home!" Tremaine said coldly.

Yesseca was quiet.

Why didn't he want to eat there?

Montez knew Tremaine wanted to leave. He knew it was useless to say anything at this point. He could only say sorrowfully to Yesseca, "Yesseca, well see each other again."

Tremaine left with Montez in his arms.

After taking a few steps forward, he suddenly stopped.

He then turned around and stopped in front of Yesseca.

He looked down at her, "Don't you worry. You'll get to eat this oyster mushroom one day."

Yesseca looked at him quietly.

She looked at Tremaine, confused, "Why did he say that?"

She replied subconsciously, "I love oyster mushrooms very much. I'm sure I'll enjoy it."

"It's the best!" After that, Tremaine turned around and left.

This time, he didn't come back.

Yesseca stood there in a daze for quite some time.

It took her a really long time to figure out what was going on.

"Were we fighting because of oyster mushrooms?"

Why was Tremaine reacting so strongly when it came to oyster mushrooms?

Montez said that Tremaine's oyster

mushroom had mutated, which

must mean that the mushrooms the

Quartley family bought were

mutated. It wasn't something to ashamed of. Why was Tremaine so

uptight?

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"Or was it because Tremaine demanded such perfection that even the mushrooms they bought had to be perfect?"

Yesseca returned to the fast food restaurant.

She hadn't finished the food she ordered earlier and she couldn't let them go to waste.

Yesseca decided to finish her food.

As she ate, she sighed at how delicious the deep fried mushroom was. They were so tasty.

After finishing her lunch, Yesseca returned to her counter.

It didn't take long for Cassie to show up.

As soon as she arrived, she asked, "Yesseca, who was that father and son just now? They are so attractive."

Yesseca remembered that she had

told Cassie about them before,

"Cassie, didn't I tell you that I once

worked for a rich family as a servant? His child really likes me.

That was them."

Cassie suddenly connected the dots.

She looked at Yesseca and said, "Yesseca, you've become a real thorn to those jealous people again. Don't you know how jealous they are of you?

Their eyes are red from envy."

Yesseca felt helpless.

Tremaine and Montez also caused the patrons in the restaurant to feel jealous of them. They really were a funny pair.

"What's there to be jealous of?" Yesseca had to ask.

Cassie began to smile. "Well, they're

jealous about how you're able to

gain the attention of another

handsome and rich man. This one is

even better looking than the young

man who dropped you off this morning."

Yesseca listened quietly to Cassie.

Was that how they saw her? Someone who schmoozed her way into the good graces of rich men.

Yesseca said seriously, "Cassie, I just like spending time with Montez very much. That child likes me very much too. It's not what you think."

"Does the child have a mother?" Cassie asked.

Yesseca looked down.

She shook her head. "I never heard anything about his mother before. He was quite a sad case."

As a woman of her age, Cassie knew what she had to do.

She said, "Yesseca, I don't know if I should say this. You might look down on me for saying so."

"Never Cassie. Please, tell me."

"Then I'll just ask. You can't consider that young man from this morning, because of this gentleman with his son, right?" Cassie stared intently into

Yesseca's eyes.

Yesseca's face blushed red in an instant.

She stammered, "How could that be possible?!"

There was no way!

Yesseca started to feel guilty all of a sudden.

She couldn't even look at Cassie.

The older you were, the wiser you became.

Cassie knew the answer just by looking at her reaction.