My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)



The burn really hurt!

Yesseca cried out in pain.

Tremaine rushed over in an instant.

When he saw Yesseca pull back from the stove, he knew what had happened.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

He quickly grabbed her uninjured arm and walked her to the sink. He turned on the tap and placed her arm with the burn under the cold, running water.

Yesseca was burned so badly that she had a blister on her arm.

Tremaine quickly called the hospital.

Twenty minutes later, Yesseca was brought over to the top private hospital in the city.

The doctor that evaluated Yesseca's condition said that it was very serious.

Even though Tremaine had managed to treat her burn with cold water, the hot soup had spilled over a large area of her arm. Because of this, Yesseca was in a pretty bad state.

Montez was terrified to hear this.

He began to cry. "It's over. I can't bear to live if

Yesseca has to suffer. If she can't be saved, then bury her with me. Although I wasn't lucky enough to be born on the same day as her, I'm willing to die with her."

Tremaine looked at Montez and said, "Stop crying! She's not going to die!"

Montez kept his mouth shut.

He sniffed. "I'm just so scared right now!"

The doctor was preparing some medicine for Yesseca.

"Miss Cowell, this may leave a scar. You'll have to be mentally prepared for that," the doctor explained to Yesseca.

Yesseca's face went pale.

She spoke with a trembling voice, "It's quite a large burn. Will it really leave a scar?"

The doctor nodded.

"Bring the medicine over." A man's deep voice suddenly spoke from behind her.

Tremaine had stepped in.

The doctor hesitated and said, "Alright."

"I'll get someone to bring some medicine over and apply it to her wound. For now I'll give her some anti-inflammatory cream."

The doctor could see that Tremaine wasn't an ordinary man, and since he had commanded it, it wasn't wise for the doctor to say otherwise.

The doctor left to get an intravenous drip for Yesseca.

Tremaine was about to leave but Yesseca stopped him.

Yesseca looked at him with a pitiful face. She was like a baby deer that had found its way deep into the forest and couldn't find its way back. "Mr. Quartley, do you think there will be scars on my arm? It'd probably look very ugly."

Tremaine was just about to speak when Yesseca added, "If my arm has such a huge scar. I'm afraid I won't be able to get married."

"Who told you that?" Tremaine whispered.

Yesseca bit her lip. "My whole arm will be scarred. People will be scared to death if they saw it. Who would dare to marry me then? They'll have nightmares every night."

Tremaine looked deeply into Yesseca's eyes and said, "If no one dares to marry you, I will."

Boom!

It felt like a bomb had exploded in Yesseca's brain.

She was frozen on the spot.

All she could do was stare blankly at Termaine.

He then walked out of the room, leaving her inside.

Tremaine called Noel, his housekeeper, and instructed him to send over all of the Quartley family's special reserve ointment.

The special reserve ointment was designed to rejuvenate skin and heal scars. It was extremely precious.

The butler hesitated, "Mr. Tremaine, there are only three boxes of the ointment left, and one of them is with Madam Quartley. Did you want all of them?"

"Yes, bring all of them here." Yesseca had a very large injury. He needed to use all three boxes.

"Mr. Tremaine, this ointment may not be available again once it's used up. Even Madam Quartley hesitates to use her box."

"You're being particularly troublesome today." Tremaine said coldly.

Noel was silent.

Having no other choice, he responded, "Very well Mr. Tremaine. It'll be sent over shortly."

"I'm at Wellness Hospital. Send them over immediately. Yesseca needs it." He then hung up the phone.

The housekeeper was very surprised at what he had just heard.

So Mr. Tremaine was doing all of this for Yesseca?

"And why was he at Wellness Hospital?"

Usually, Mr. Tremaine would head to a public hospital, just like a regular person would, even with his status. This time however, he went to a private hospital that serviced the rich and powerful.

When Noel found Madam Quartley, she was having a chat with Yuliana.

He explained what had happened.

Madam Quartley panicked. "Why are you suddenly asking for our entire supply of the reserve ointment? What's going on? Is Tremaine injured?" Yuliana's heart was about to jump out of her chest.

The butler immediately clarified, "Actually Ms. Cowell needs it. Mr. Tremaine intends to use it on her. He is fine."

Hearing this, Madam Quartley breathed out a sigh of relief.

But at the same time, she felt that something was wrong.

What did Yesseca need all of their reserve

ointment for?

The reserve ointment was very precious and couldn't be bought with money. The specialist who made it had already passed away so there were only three boxes of ointment left in the whole world, all which the Quartley Family had collected for themselves

If he took all of them, there would be none left.

Madam Quartley asked reservedly, "Doesn't Tremaine have two whole boxes with him? Why does he need mine as well?"

The housekeeper found himself in a dilemma. "Madam Quartley, Mr. Tremaine said he wants all of it."

Madam Quartley was very unhappy with this.

Her voice turned cold. "What does that little girl intend to do with them? Is she injured? Aren't Tremaine's two whole boxes enough?"

The housekeeper lowered his voice as he said, "Madam Quartley, this is Mr. Tremaine's direct order."

After taking a moment to think about it, she finally waved her hand at him and said, "Fine then. Go over to my villa and take it."

After the housekeeper left, Madam Quartley frowned and looked very unhappy.

Yuliana was furious when she heard that Tremaine wanted to give all of their precious reserve ointment to Yesseca. As she was about to complain to Madam Quartley, she suddenly remembered something.

Yuliana whispered, "Madam Quartley, don't be upset. Last time, Yesseca gave her prescription to Zorion. It's only fair to return the favor with the reserve ointment."

Madam Quartley agreed with Yuliana, but still felt uncomfortable with the arrangement.

She sighed and said, "When she

saved Zorion asked her what she

wanted. She said she didn't want anything At the time, I thought she was a good girl. I never expected her to ask for our family's reserve ointment. She even asked for my box. I rarely use it."

Yuliana's eyes lit up when she heard that.

She knew that Madam Quartley had started to hold a grudge against Yesseca.

Yuliana continued, "Madam Quartley,

I did say that she was the scheming type. But you didn't believe me. Now you've seen it for yourself. She's slowly revealing her claws. I'm afraid she will want even more next time."

"What else would she want?" Madam Quartley's voice sounded angrier than usual.

"Well, I suppose she might take over your position in the family next, don't you agree?"

Madam Quartley was speechless.

She always fancied the idea of matchmaking Tremaine and Yesseca together, and she was very eager about it too.

However, ever since she spoke with Montez's teacher, Qiana, she no longer felt that way.

Everything Qiana said made her reconsider things. Yesseca wasn't such a simple girl after all. She wasn't as naive as she looked.