My Heart only Beats for You

Montez's eyes lit up, "Is that true, Yesseca? That's great! Even our blood are the same type!"

Yesseca also smiled and agreed, "Yeah, what a coincidence. My blood type is very special. When I was in the hospital, the nurses said that they couldn't find a blood type like mine. I didn't expect that there would be people with the same blood type as me."

Montez immediately said crisply, "Yesseca, we're a match made in heaven. We're a match made in heaven!"

Yesseca's eyes smiled.

Montez eyed the butler and asked, "Mr. Butler, do you think Yesseca and I are a match made in heaven?"

The butler let out an empty laugh.

It was indeed a great coincidence.

But a match made in heaven...

Why did the phrase sound somehow weird and awkward?

Yesseca then spent some time in Montez's ward and chatted with him. She even peeled an orange for Montez to eat and they laughed and talked throughout the day. They enjoyed each other's company very much.

The more the butler observed their interactions, the more uneasy he felt in his heart.

He felt something wasn't right.

How could there be such a coincidence? Yesseca's blood type was exactly the same as Montez.

And the fact that Montez liked Yesseca a lot.

More importantly, although Montez looked similar to Tremaine, at first glance, he actually bore the resemblance of Yesseca.

Seeing that Montez and Yesseca were having fun, the butler quietly left.

He saw Tremaine outside of the room.

Tremaine had witnessed everything that was going on in the ward and his lips were pressed into a hard line.

"Mr. Tremaine," the butler greeted him respectfully.

He wondered how long had Mr. Tremaine stood looking at the ward.

Tremaine remained silent

The butler waited aside quietly.

time,

he spoke, his voice

that something's amiss?"

the butler but in

was how Tremaine

in a questioning tone even

was because he was confident and sure

shared

Tremaine's gaze turned deep.

spoke, "Do a maternity test for both Montez

The butler was shocked.

indeed had his suspicions

Mr. Tremaine," the butler said and paused for a moment before continuing,

make arrangements when Tremaine stopped

the man you brought to me years

neighbourhood in

18, Unit 3,

back and forth in his spacious living room. The man was Quinton Lanes. There were two women sitting on the couch. One was a woman in her early fifties and her name was Catherine Alexander, Quinton's wife and the other was a fashionable girl in her early twenties. "Quinton,

an hour and his walks were disturbing Catherine who was

at Catherine and said, "What do you know?!

could happen," Catherine

years ago is now

Catherine was alarmed.

since that happened. Why

while, her eyes lit up again, "Then let him come look for you. Didn't you say that he was rich? He could give you another sum of money if he came by!" Quinton said anxiously, "Do you think things are so simple? Back then, I

Quinton stopped.

was no point in

Rh- Negative blood. Other than his daughter, nobody in Agaphen City had that. He was out of ideas

didn't know who the girl was yet

find her. It's not a big deal," Lavender, who had been silent all this

this year. She was the daughter of Quinton

heavily

you think that

is? He is the Quartely family's master, Mr. Tremaine, have you heard of

Tremaine of the Quartely

heart skipped a

an instant, "Dad, are you talking about Tremaine, that mysterious man? Rumor has

"That's right!"

was