My Heart only Beats for You

Natalie gaped at Yeason and said pointedly, "Mr. Lawson! Benjamin is a man, and so is Remington." "Of course I know that, Miss Godfrey. But you also have to know that there are men with different preferences too. I think that man is interested in Remington. He has a crush on him!" Unconvinced, she shook her head hard. "He doesn't," she replied weakly.

Yeason's facial expressions were confident. "Why not? I trust my own senses. I see him staring at Remington's face nervously all the time. Every tyou tried to talk to Remington, he would interrupt you. He must have been jealous! He doesn't want Remington near any other women, and he wants to keep him for himself!" Natalie gave an internal sigh.

She was rendered speechless by Yeason's imaginations.

"Miss Godfrey, you know that Remington is a beautiful man, perhaps even more attractive than women. It isn't news if he would always attract the attention of other men as well," he added with a wink, pleased at his own observations.

Stubbornly, Yeason held Natalie down and continued explaining his theory to her for hours.

She tried to explain to him too, but he just wouldn't listen.

He kept insisting that Benjamin had a romantic crush on Remington.

Eventually, Natalie gave up and stopped arguing with him.

She let Yeason be. It was not like Benjamin would suffer from the misunderstanding, anyway.

Natalie returned to the ward instead.

There was a deafening silence inside.

Whenever she was not around, Benjamin would not chat with Remington.

Benjamin would only interject and ramble on when she was about to talk to Remington.

"Mr. Simpson, may I speak to you in private?" Natalie whispered next to him.

Benjamin immediately followed her out of the ward.

"What's the matter, Miss Godfrey?" After eyeing him up and down, Natalie covered her mouth with the back of her hand and let out a meaningful cough.

"Mr. Simpson, have you noticed people looking at you very strangely recently?" Natalie asked tactfully. After sthought, she knew not only Yeason had felt it, but many nurses and doctors in the hospital had probably felt it too.

Benjamin tilted his head in slight bafflement.

Natalie's words seemed to be true.

Many doctors and nurses had indeed been looking at him weirdly as of late.

Especially the male doctors. They seemed afraid of him and would always avoid him whenever he was near.

"Now that you mention it...yes, I have," he replied after a while.

Natalie grimaced for his obliviousness. "Do you know why?" "I don't." Benjamin earnestly had no idea what was going on.

"Well, they all think that you like men and that you are secretly in love with Remington." She dived straight to the point. Benjamin stared at her in disbelief.

His face blanced instantly.

Why would anyone think that? Why would he be secretly in love with Remington? "Miss Godfrey, I'm straight. I like women!" Benjamin's face flushed red.

He was not into men! Natalie looked at him sympathetically, "I know that, Mr. Simpson. But others don't and have misunderstood you. Benjamin sighed in frustration, his brows knitted together.

How could they misunderstand him? "Actually, there is a way to resolve this," Natalie spoke up suggestively.

"What is it?" His eyes lit up.

"You can just leave," she said with an apologetic look.

She knew very well that Benjamin was forced to stay here all this tbecause of her. search the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.

She felt bad to have him stay by her side for so long.

"Then I'd rather be misunderstood," Benjamin replied without thinking twice.

Natalie was at a loss for words. Benjamin's dedication was truly out of this world.

That night, Natalie received a call from Yvonne.

Ever since their last conversation, Yvonne had noticed that Natalie had not been in a good mood. She had been meaning to call her again and check up on her. She was previously occupied with work, but she finally had stto spare now.

Fortunately, this time, Natalie did not sound as miserable as she did the last time. Yvonne let out a sigh of relief. "I'm glad that you're doing good, Natalie." Natalie broke into a chuckle, "What are you talking about? I am always good." Indeed, she was doing good. Except sometimes, whenever she thought of Tobias, her heart would twist in pain. Other than that, everything was just dandy.

"By the way, Natalie, I'm in the United States now. You'd never have guessed that, will you?" Yvonne said a little smugly.

"What? Why are you there?" "Filming. I am now the female lead," Yvonne explained with a grin.

The entire web series was meant to be filmed in the studio. But because of Jenkins's generous investment, the production team had the budget to go to the United States for a nice scene. Natalie laughed, happy for her friend. "Really? That's amazing!" "By the way, Natalie." Yvonne suddenly lowered her voice. "Have you seen any rumors on the Interecently?" "I don't think so...?" Natalie raised an eyebrow, puzzled.

Due to what happened, she hadn't been going on her phone much recently.

Yvonne let out a secret sigh of relief.

Although the rumors were false, she still did not want Natalie to see them.

After hanging up the phone, Yvonne sat in silence as she stared into space.

Since today's shooting was over, she thought of going shopping with Penney later.

After all, this was her first tin the States.

As Yvonne was about to get changed, Penney cwith snews.

"Jenkins's assistant just informedthat he had arrived in the United States. You should see him later," Penney said.

Since their marriage was kept a secret, not many people knew about her relationship with Jenkins.

Zeager was Jenkins's assistant, so he naturally knew about them.

Yvonne's pulse quickened as she sucked in a deep breath.

For sreason, she would always feel inexplicably nervous every tshe thought of seeing Jenkins. Then, she gave herself a nod.

Soon enough, Zeager cto pick Yvonne up.

After driving for almost an hour, they finally arrived at a high-end, luxurious villa.

Yvonne could tell that the place must have cost a fortune.

"Is this Mr. Quartley's too?" She couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, this is his property in the States," Zeager replied politely.

Yvonne nodded back.

Although she knew that already, grand scenarios like these would remind her tand again that Jenkins was filthy rich.

Yvonne stepped into the house, her heart thumping in her chest.

The villa was black-and-white themed with an extravagant interior design.

Jenkins was not hyet.

Yvonne decided to take a shower first.

After all, Jenkins must have wanted something from her if he asked her to call the way here to meet him.

Jenkins was her benefactor, so it was her duty to clean herself up and serve him well later.

Ever since she got married to Jenkins, Yvonne had thrown all her moralities to the wind.

She was a very determined and clear- minded person.

Now that she had decided to climb her way to the top by sacrificing her feelings and her $ and her marriage, she couldn't let herself be caught up with matters about love. Yvonne swung the wardrobe open. She had only wanted to take a casual look around the room, but instead, she was greeted by a few sets of silk lingerie.

Yvonne stood there stunned for a moment.

Did a woman live here before? Could it be Jenkins's ex-girlfriend? Had she also slept with him? That thought brought a sudden crease in her heart.

After a moment, Yvonne burst out laughing.

What was she feeling upset about? Her marriage to Jenkins was purely contractual.

She picked out one of the lingerie and felt it in her hand, only to notice that it was brand-new. Its price tag was still there. She had misunderstood him.

Could it be that he had bought all these especially for her? Yvonne doubted that.

Jenkins was the personification of an iceberg. He couldn't possibly be thoughtful enough to prepare pajamas for her.

She decided not to worry about it and brought the pajamas into the bathroom as she went to shower.

When Yvonne finished showering, she walked out of the bedroom and saw Jenkins.

He was standing in the living room with both hands crossed behind his ve back. It seemed like he was staring at a painting. Yvonne's eyes were glued to his figure. From behind, his muscular back looked as perfect and flawless as his face. Hot Singles Are Looking For enOlder Menhingles on Deepen CouldSee! Registration Is Free!