My Heart only Beats for You

Selina's eyes widened. "But, you're so modest. How can you expect such a shy girl to express her feelings to you? You should take the initiative in this case. Now that you know that she likes you, do something to kick things off. From tomorrow onwards, you should pursue her for real. I think you'll be fine." Kylin had nothing to say.

He was a little hesitant, "Don't you think this is going a little too fast?" After all, he and Yesseca had only known each other for a couple of days.

"Not at all, not at all!" Selina said sweetly, "Have you ever had a girlfriend after all these years?" Kylin shook his head.

"That's right. It isn't easy for you to find a suitable woman, so now you have to hurry since you've found someone you like," Selina exclaimed Kylin didn't say anything, but a thought did flash across his mind.

Yesseca got off work at 4 in the afternoon.

As soon as Yesseca was done with work, she hurried over to the entrance of the mall.

Tremaine was waiting for her.

Not that she would have hurried just because it was Tremaine. Yesseca felt embarrassed to keep even his driver waiting, let alone this devil of a man. Yesseca hadn't noticed that when she left her workplace, she was being quietly followed by a man.

Outside the shopping mall, a limited edition Rolls-Royce was parked at the entrance.

It was incomparably luxurious.

Yesseca got into the car.

Nearby, Enaryln widened her eyes.

Although the man in the car hadn't cdown, she barely noticed his face through the car window.

He was as handsas a sculpture and looked very sharp.

It wasn't the sman who cto pick her up yesterday. This one was much more handsome. Enaryln's heart was beating very fast.

The man from yesterday was already so goodlooking, but this one was even more so! Enaryln had never seen such a handsman in her entire life.

Her heart was filled with jealousy, envy, and doubt.

Just how lucky was Yesseca? How did she get to know these two rich and very handsmen? "I won't be able to go to your house for dinner today." Yesseca said to Tremaine as soon as she got into the car.

"Tsk!" The Rolls-Royce stopped at once.

Tremaine squinted at Yesseca with a cold look in his eyes.

Yesseca didn't say anything.

She knew he was unhappy. He probably assumed that she was having dinner with her sister again.

Yesseca giggled, "I'm not going to your place for dinner, because I want to treat you to a meal instead." Tremaine raised his eyebrows and spoke in an extremely attractive voice, "Treatto dinner?" "Yup." Yesseca nodded enthusiastically.

His mood improved tically.

His cold eyes were now full of joy.

"Also, let's take Montez along," Yesseca added.

"Why do you want to bring him along?" Yesseca said matter-of-factly, "Of course we have to bring him along. We can't just eat by ourselves. Montez will be upset if he finds out." Tremaine pulled up the corners of his mouth. "You really do care about him." "That's for sure." Yesseca thought about this for a moment and said, "Montez is still in kindergarten. Why don't we pick him up together?" Tremaine took out his phone and said, "I'll inform the old lady." Normally, Madam Quartley would pick up Montez from kindergarten, so he called her.

After he was done with the phone call, Tremaine drove over to the kindergarten.

Yesseca was bored and chatted with Tremaine. "Mr. Quartley, what tdid you leave last night?" Tremaine didn't answer her question directly and asked, "Hmm, when did I leave again?" "Probably around two in the morning, because I had just fallen asleep at the time," Yesseca added. He pursed his lips and didn't reply.

Yesseca couldn't help but ask, "Isn't that right?" "It doesn't matter if you think so." Yesseca didn't know what to say.

What did he mean by that? Yesseca was certain that she was right. Tremaine couldn't stay for very long. After all, he had to go hand sleep too.

In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the kindergarten.

Tremaine and Yesseca got out of the car.

They walked beside each other at first. But Yesseca wanted to surprise Montez, so she walked behind Tremaine.

In Montez's class, Qiana was rubbing Montez's head as she spoke to him.

The entire class knew that their new class teacher doted on him and looked after him every day.

Likewise, Montez was very open to talking to Qiana.

After all, she was his teacher and he really liked her, so naturally they got along wonderfully.

"Con Montez, your great-grandma will be here to pick you up soon. Let's wait at the door," Qiana spoke gently to him.

Montez stood up. "Ok, teacher." The two of them waited at the door.

Soon a tall figure walked over.

Qiana's eyes widened.

She hadn't expected Tremaine to show up.

velhet тал Although she had never seen Tremaine in person, she had seen him countless times in the magazine, so when he walked over, she recognized him instantly. en.swhovelsQiana's heart began to beat quickly.

Tremaine looked much more handsin person than he did in the magazines.

This was also the first tshe had ever seen someone who was way more good-looking in person than they did in photos.

Qiana's mouth dropped open.

This was a once-in-a-lifetopportunity. Since Tremaine was m here, she had to say hello, So that she'd leave a lasting impression in his heart. "Quart...," Qiana stopped herself as she barely said his name. She thought of something.

She didn't know him at all, so she couldn't call him "Mr. Quartley".

"Daddy, you're here." Luckily, Montez called out to him cheefully His voice had drowned out the sound that Qiana had just made. Qiana let out a sigh of relief.

Montez happily took Tremaine's hand and said, "Daddy, why are you pickingup today?" "No reason at all." Montez pouted. "Can't you ever say anything nice?" Qiana then asked, "Montez, is this your father?" Montez nodded heavily with a proud look on his face. "Ms. Lanes, this handsman in front of you is my father!" Montez coughed and said, "Just a little less handsthan me." Tremaine's lips twitched.

Qiana extended her hand towards Tremaine and said, "Hello, Mr. Quartley, I'm Montez's teacher, Qiana." Tremaine nodded but didn't shake her hand.

Qiana's hand froze in midair.

But she took her hand back and smiled gently. "It seems that his grandmother isn't here to pick him up pien. How cyou're here to pick him up today?" Tremaine had a blank look on his face. He didn't seem to be interested in answering Qiana's question.

Qiana thought to herself that the legendary Tremaine must be a very difficult person to deal with. Even when faced with his son's teacher, he was still so indifferent.