My Heart only Beats for You

"It can't be, it can't be."

Yesseca was deep in thought.

She remembered that Selina had contacted the doctor to pay for her treatment.

She recalled how Selina took care of her after Lothar died.

She thought about how concerned Selina was for her wellbeing and happiness, even when she was in the pains of childbirth.

She then thought about the last time she saw Lothar when he was alive. Every time he mentioned Selina, he would laugh and smile happily.

She remembered Lothar telling her that Selina was the cutest and kindest woman he had ever met.

It had to be fake.

A look of guilt flickered across her eyes.

She spoke to the picture of Lothar, "This is all my fault. Why did I have that nightmare about all the things that woman told me?"

She placed the photo back under the pillow.

Yesseca then went back to sleep.

She decided to pretend as though none of this had happened.

She had never seen that woman, nor did she hear anything that woman told her.

Qiana had gone to visit the Lanes family.

At their high and mighty home, the mayor's residence.

She came for money.

She had pursued her studies at junior college but dropped out before finishing her course. She only managed to get a position as a teacher in a prestigious kindergarten because of Wesley's help. She had changed her identity and acquired a diploma certificate from a famous university.

However, a diploma from a prestigious university was far from enough.

She had to be the real deal.

This wasn't just any normal kindergarten where teachers could just fool around all day. This was a prestigious kindergarten.

She had to have real skills and real knowledge.

Qiana hired an experienced tutor to teach her the skills she needed.

She was a teacher by day and student by night.

Of course, hiring tutors cost a lot of money and she had asked the mayor, her father, for the money.

on the door, henna was the one

was the

the fashion right now. Her hair was tightly packed up

was Qiana, a look of disdain flashed across her

wasn't jealous of her daughter that her husband had with another

A country bumpkin.

what Lenna thought

had a

was such a pity that her husband was oblivious to what was going on. He took her in as his daughter and even gave her a new name. "I'm looking for my father," Qiana

contemptuously,

Qiana walked inside.

300 square meters large and was decorated luxuriously. In Qiana's point of view,

this was no longer the

bigger plans

and even more luxurious than Wesley's. Compared to Tremaine's villa, this place looked like a shack. Lenna went into the

her nose held high, "She's a bumpkin who

Lenna snorted heavily.

had told her this many times before. If he hadn't told her, Lenna would have thrown her out the door by

to walk past the living room and

stopped in her tracks and asked, "What are you doing in

Qiana was Norah's half-sister,

and Lenna both thought the same way about Qiana. She was a bumpkin who had run away from the countryside, a bumpkin who wasn't even

stared at Norah's

up with an

was like to be raised by a prominent family

didn't just look beautiful, she looked exotic

had seen

she was called

always felt that Norah lived like

hadn't changed

feel so lowly before Norah as she did

be able to step

Norah would have to grovel

need to act humble in front of

Qiana raised her head and

her disdainfully. "Your father? You mean my father, you

mouth, but

about to talk back when she realized that it

position to talk back to her, but one day she

that day came, she would teach Norah a

from being a princess to being a lowly nobody

smiled faintly, keeping her thoughts

her smile rather

just couldn't put her finger on