My Heart only Beats for You

"Then, who is he?" asked Preslie.

Yesseca licked her dry lips. "You'd better prepare yourself."

Preslie placed her hands on her chest and replied, "Yesseca, when I came here yesterday, I noticed how luxurious everything was. I was curious. Is he some kind of high ranking official in Nashaland?" Yesseca shook her head and said, "He is the president of Nashaland,"

Thud!

Preslie fell onto the floor.

Yesseca was shocked.

She quickly helped Preslie to her feet, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Preslie, get up."

Preslie felt as though all her energy had been drained. She could only get up because Yesseca helped her.

Her mind was a mess.

Everything was a mess.

She thought Tremaine was a high ranking official, but she did not expect him to be the president of Nashaland.

The president!

What could this mean?

That meant that he would have been a king in ancient times.

Preslie shivered.

She remembered the last time she rushed at Tremaine with a mop....

Preslie held onto Yesseca. She sounded worried, "Yesseca, I ran at him with a mop. Will he kill me? Will he throw me in jail?"

Preslie was too flustered and nervous to form a coherent sentence, but Yesseca understood what she meant.

She comforted Preslie immediately, "Don't worry, he didn't take it to heart. Otherwise, he wouldn't have arranged a job for you here. Don't think too much about it," Preslie stood there in silence.

With the help of Yesseca's reassurance, Preslie calmed down. She was starting to believe that Tremaine may not hold the past against her.

her heart was

would come in contact

to look at Yesseca again. She looked at her from head to toe, as if

Yesseca was scared.

"Preslie, what's

means God has treated me well," She always felt like God was

The president's woman!

a commoner,

have had the right to speak

the best friend of the

heart was

not

was rendered completely

chosen by

please stop exaggerating,"

Preslie raised her voice. "Yesseca, do you know how much power he has? How many people love

more

were almost glowing. "Yesseca, this means that you're the

though the first lady was not Yesseca, but

was stunned when she heard

in the morning, and

Yesseca clenched her fists.

An explanation about what?

Would she be the first lady, as Preslie

dare

lady, what

could she be so casual about

her mind was in

said, "Alright, stop talking. I'm taking you shopping today. If you continue, I don't

held Yesseca's hand and said, "Come, let's go shopping. I'm so

reason, when Yesseca heard the words "first

looked at Preslie and said, "Enough.

a country. He could not have done that ona whim! He must have been sure of you, that

magical feeling bloomed