My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

"Then let her make her own choices. Selina, you're not Yesseca. You can't control her life. I told you that Lothar asked you to take care of Yesseca, but not to press your own ideas to Yesseca. Of course, if you know any suitable men, you can introduce him to Yesseca. However, you still have to let her fall in love freely."

Selina couldn't help but say, "I can't win against you. You're right."

"Really?" Selina raised the corners of her eyes and looked at Matthew. "Why do I feel that you are talking nonsense?"

"A man that spouts nonsense, yet you still married him?" Matthew looked at Selina with a faint smile.

Selina touched Matthew's face lightly. "Because you are handsome."

Matthew found the situation outrageous.

Selina's other hand caressed Matthew's body. "And you have a good figure."

Matthew grabbed Selina's hand, and a bright glimmer flashed in his eyes. "Are you taking advantage of your pregnancy to tease me and not taking responsibility for it afterwards?"

"That's right." The corners of Selina's lips curled up.

Matthew felt helpless.

He gently caressed Selina's hands. "You're still so naughty."

"Is that good?"

"It's good."

"Why? I'm like a child who won't grow up."

"Then I'll always treat you as a child and spoil you."

"When I am very old, will you also spoil me like a child?"

"Of course, in the eyes of others, you are very old. But in my eyes, you are still a child."

Selina smiled sweetly.

Her smile was sincere and full of love.

The moon that night was round and bright.

But all of that was second to the fact that Selina knew that she had the man she loved most next to her. They both huddled with each other and talked.

Sometimes the greatest things in the world were simply the simplest.

The paternity test results came out.

Qiana and Montez were mother and son.

Qiana had proposed to meet Montez.

She said, "I won't take the child away. I just want to bring the child to meet my so-called father and make him furious. He failed to live up to my mother's wishes."

Noel was not interested in listening to Qiana's family matters.

He also knew that Tremaine would never allow it.

How could the flesh and blood of the Quartley family be a tool for others to retaliate, even if this woman was Montez's mother?

Noel handed Qiana a check and said, "Miss Lanes, you don't have to think about it. That is impossible. However, this check is your compensation fee."

Qiana hesitated.

After a moment, she smiled and said, "You don't have to give me the check. I forgot that I did such a thing in the heat of the moment. You came to me that time and that made me recall this matter. Since you don't want to, we'll just let things end."

With that, Qiana turned and left.

Thirty minutes later, Qiana returned to the Lanes Family.

Wesley immediately went forward and said,

"Qiana, did you see Tremaine? Go and plead to him for me. That damned old man of mine messed with Tremaine outside. Help me make things better."

Qiana smiled. "Dad, I didn't get to see Tremaine."

Wesley's expression changed instantly, and his voice was not as kind as before. "What did you say? You said you were the mother of Tremaine's child and you would be Tremaine's wife! Why didn't you get to see him? Are you kidding me?"

Qiana's expression did not change. "Father, how could I have the guts to lie to you? I'm telling the truth. It's just that Tremaine isn't easy to fool. How could someone like you, a mayor, not understand this?"

Wesley suppressed his anger.

He took a thoughtful look at Qiana and said, "It's best you don't lie to me, or else I won't just acknowledge you as my daughter for nothing." After that, Wesley left.

Seeing Wesley's departing figure, a cold glint flashed through Qiana's eyes.

The next day soon arrived.

Qiana went to a kindergarten in Agaphen City.

This kindergarten was not for any ordinary children. Most of them

were children born into rich or powerful families, so being a teacher at the kindergarten was certainly not for any ordinary person.

Qiana used a few connections.

Of course, she had to rely on her father for that.

The mayor was still quite popular and useful in the city, so many people were willing to give Qiana a chance.

Qiana worked as Montez's class teacher.

On the first day of class, Qiana brought gifts to all the children in the class. Coupled with her gentle and kind words, she quickly won the affection of all the children.

But not Montez.

Montez only liked Yesseca.

He was not interested in any other woman.

In the afternoon, Qiana had arranged for the children in the kindergarten to paint their mothers.

She said in the class, "Kids, everyone has a mother. She is the best person in the world, so let's all draw our own mother today."

The children immediately began to draw happily.

Only Montez did not move.

He held the brush and was lost in thought.

Qiana walked over.

She said gently, "Montez, why aren't you drawing?"Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

Montez did not speak.

A little boy next to her called out, "Teacher, Montez doesn't have a mother!"

"What did you say?" Montez immediately glared at the kid.

"Hey, you can't say that!" Qiana said to the child who had just said that Montez didn't have a mother, "Everyone has a mother. How could Montez not have one?"

She patted Montez's head. "Montez, since you don't want to draw, why don't you follow me outside for some snacks?"

Montez stood up.

He really didn't want to stay here, for the topic of drawing one's mother made him feel very uncomfortable.

He followed Qiana.

When Montez placed his small hand into Qiana's, a cold calculating gleam flashed in her eyes.

For so many years, she had wanted

to leave her poor family and stop

being the poor and pathetic Lavender She wanted to be the official daughter of her father, who

was the mayor, and marry

into a rich

and powerful family, but she had never

succeeded.

This time, she must succeed.

This time, she must completely overturn her life!

She would rise up high!

In the blink of an eye, class was over.

Madam Quartley came to pick up Montez.

Since there was nothing for Madam Quartley to do at home, she would normally drop or pick Montez up from school.

Qiana specifically noticed who had come to pick Montez up and remembered it in her mind.

A new day had arrived.

In the morning, when Madam Quartley was about to leave after sending off Montez, Qiana stopped her.

"Ma'am, it's nice to meet you," Qiana said politely.

Madam Quartley knew that Qiana was Montez's class teacher and treated her politely, "It's nice to meet you toe, Miss Lanes. Is there anything you would like to inform me of?"