My Heart only Beats for You

Qiana wept bitterly in front of Madam Quartley.

She said that when she learned that Montez was her child, she'd went to Yesseca and begged her not to marry Tremaine.

"Madam Quartley, Montez brought me into the hotel yesterday. Montez didn't want Miss Cowell to get married, this was all his idea. I was pretty much in a daze when I went to see her."

"I know I was wrong to do that, Madam Quartley. I shouldn't have. After all, Mr. Tremaine has already approved of Miss Cowell. He must like her a lot. It was really wrong for me to have done that. It's not my place to beg her to not marry Tremaine." Qiana had tears running down her cheeks. "But Madam Quartley, please forgive me for overacting on my motherly instinct. I just couldn't bear the reality of my child recognizing another woman as his mother. I don't have any against you or your family Madam Quartley. I just want to be with my child."

Madam Quartley had always thought well of Qiana. She had always wanted to bring Qiana and Tremaine together. Seeing how miserably she was crying, she no longer blamed Qiana.

Madam Quartley let out a long sigh and said, "Qiana, I understand how you feel. But Tremaine is incredibly loyal to Yesseca. I've tried persuading him for a very long time, but he just wouldn't change his mind." Qiana's eyes flashed with emotion.

It came and went in a blink of an eye.

She knew that Tremaine was very loyal to Yesseca.

That's why she hadn't looked for Tremaine and went directly to Yesseca.

She had already known the first time she met Yesseca.

That she was just a little girl inside without any backbone and was also very soft-hearted.

This was why she begged her.

She was certain that the most effective way to get to Yesseca was by pleading.

And this had proven to be true.

She had managed to stop Tremaine and Yesseca's wedding.

They hadn't released the truth to the public yet, simply stating that the wedding was temporarily delayed due to unforeseen circumstances. Qiana was pretty sure that the real reason I was stopped was because she and Montez had gone to see Yesseca.

"Madam Quartley, this was all my fault." Qiana sobbed. "I shouldn't have been so hot-headed as to go looking for Yesseca. I caused their wedding to be delayed. I deserve to be punished for this. If it can make it up to you, I'm willing to turn myself in to be sent to prison." Madam Quartley immediately raised her voice and said, "What are you even talking about? What's all this talk about jail? You're just acting out your motherly instincts. This is not your fault."

Qiana didn't say anything. Tears rolled down her cheeks like beads off a broken necklace.

Madam Quartley felt upset seeing her like this.

What should I do now?

Perhaps the best thing to do now was to convince Tremaine to give up on Yesseca and marry Qiana instead?

Quartley's point of view, this was the

sure if

then, she had been certain there was

But now...

called off their wedding and he hadn't even come home to talk to her since. This proved that Tremaine had something else in mind.

things might work

to pay another

had told her a

told her that Tremaine hadn't returned

Preslie frowned nervously.

"How could he do this? Why is he taking so long to come

say

sat there

shouting furiously for a moment, Preslie then

before saying gently, "Don't be

thought

be willing to see Yesseca after having their wedding called off. Yesseca was feeling very down

sad." Yesseca looked up,

red. "I was just thinking, regardless of

want to marry me, I'll just pack up my things and leave the Quartley Palace right now.

bother him anymore,

give me an answer!"

is the point of

no idea what

type of person who would go

tomorrow. If not tomorrow, then he will be back the day after tomorrow. He would never abandon his family

had thought

well wait for him

about was Sheldon. After that, she would ask him what was

his feelings, she would immediately

phone started

took out

calling wasn't

It was Selina.

but then her

Selina was calling her,

ask how she is doing

Should she tell Selina...