My Heart only Beats for You

Preslie rolled out of bed.

After washing up, she realized no one was in the living room.

She was stumped.

She admitted she was lazy; Yesseca was much more diligent than her. Yesseca would usually go to bed later yet rise earlier than she would. Breakfast would already be ready by the time she finally woke. She couldn't help wondering why the living room was empty that morning.

With that, Preslie went to Yesseca's bedroom to find she was sitting by the bed, lying her torso on it.

"Yesseca!" Preslie walked over.

Yesseca jolted awake at the call.

She raised her head, bleary-eyed.

Preslie was at a loss for words.

Had Yesseca fallen asleep like this?

She couldn't have slept like this all night, had she?!

to ask when she noticed the photo in Yesseca's

knew him. That was

Preslie held her breath.

notion came to

probably missed her

"Yesseca, I understand that you miss your brother,

miss him, don't cry; you must be strong for

be happy to see me like

thrilled because you've finally gotten over your past.

Lothar will be happy," Yesseca suddenly

she had gotten

past, why was she

problem anymore whether Tremaine came

affect her mood anymore, let alone do something as foolish as crying

herself, "You're right, Preslie. I have gotten over my past. So I have to be happy! It's a brand new day; we

and Preslie were busy renovating their new store,

soon as she was discharged,

leaming Preslie had finally given the patisserie to them. If not for her condition, she'd have long gone. Now that she could finally leave the hospital,