My Heart only Beats for You

Preslie felt like Sheldon's job was too tiring for one person. She wanted to help lessen his burden so that he would not have to work so hard. That was why she could not leave Nashaland.

Seeing Preslie being so silent, Yesseca said with a smile, "Preslie, it seems like you really enjoy working at the President's Office. I can finally feel at ease knowing you want to stay. At first, I was afraid you didn't like your job and didn't want to tell me about it, but now it seems like it isn't a problem."

Preslie maintained her silence.

She really did like working in the President's Office.

However, she wouldn't abandon her best friend just forthat.

When Yesseca left, the only reason she did not follow her was because of Sheldon.

If it wasn't for Sheldon, she might have resigned.

Of course, she would not tell Yesseca about this.

She was too embarrassed.

All of her thoughts were buried in the bottom of her heart, never to be exposed. She could only conceal them without telling anyone, not even Yesseca, her own best friend.

Firstly, she didn't really understand what her feelings were towards Sheldon. Was it merely admiration, or was it something else?

Secondly, she felt a sense of inferiority.

She knew that she was born in an ordinary family with ordinary looks, and she was even a little chubby. She felt like she wasn't worthy of Sheldon at all. If it wasn't for Yesseca, she wouldn't even have had the opportunity to meet Sheldon in the first place.

As for Sheldon, he was once a prestigious colonel in Nashaland's army. He was tall, handsome, well-educated, and had a high social status. Men like him would only have interest towards woman with a relatively similar ranking. Preslie would never even have a chance. She could only bury her feelings deep in her heart forever.

All in all, it was a great blessing for her to be Sheldon's friend. Giving him some juice every day was already enough for her.

Other than that, she wouldn't think about it, nor would she hold onto hope.

a laugh and said, "I like working in

hands. "That's good. Then, we can stay together

spoke, a figure flashed across

It was Qiana.

her lips froze

thinking about

made a choice between her and Qiana, and there was no need

biological mother, Tremaine and her were in love. She would also do her

take Montez as her

compromise. Not only would

was the best for

try her best not to

her love boldly, but she didn't want to sacrifice anyone's happiness as

discuss with Tremaine and come up with a solution that

and Qiana.

Yesseca and Preslie

to

of her. He looked like someone who held immense authoritative presence, and Qiana's face morphed into

in a deep tone,

you can call me Qiana. You don't have to call me Miss

Lanes given the state of our relationship. I needed a child back when I had no plans of getting married, so I had no choice but to utilize your ovum and give birth to Montez. This is

shirt tightly, and she looked a little nervous and

leave

Tremaine's mind.

to view her as

that even though you are the biological mother of Montez, everything that happened stemmed from a contract. That means there will be nothing owed between us once I have paid you the sum, and therefore, Miss Lanes, it should be clear that you have

Now that I know Montez is my child. Please have sympathy for me as