My Heart only Beats for You

Chapter 2450

After reading the financial reports, Yesseca looked gratefully at Ruth. "Ruth, thank you so much for putting so much effort into our shop."

Ruth was heartbroken to see how much skinnier Yesseca had become. But she kept a straight face in front of her.

She simply said, "Don't worry Yesseca. You have nothing to worry about now. I'll take care of your bakery. All you need to do is get better as soon as you can." Yesseca nodded.

She then said, "I knew I had nothing to worry about when I handed the bakery over to you. You and Preslie need to support each other. You both will need to good care of the bakery once I'm gone. I used to joke with Preslie about becoming female presidents of our own company."

"But now.." Yesseca continued, "Now that doesn't seem possible for me anymore. Ruth you'll have to do this for me."

To Ruth, this felt like Yesseca's last words to her. She felt incredibly emotional right now.

"Now, now. Enough about that Yesseca." Ruth sniffed and calmed herself down. "I won't make that dream of yours come true Yesseca. You'll have to do that yourself! Listen to me, you have to! You'll be fine! You brought me to Agaphen City to join your business! Well, I'm here now, so you can't leave yet."

"I have nothing to worry about anymore Ruth." Yesseca explained, "You can run things on your own now."

"No, I can't" Ruth added, "I still need you Yesseca! So, you need to get better!"

"Yesseca, me too!" Preslie chimed in, "Neither I or Ruth can develop the bakery any further than it is now! We need you to grow the business!"

Yesseca sighed.

Ruth really wanted her

But how could she?

was

else's heart, she wouldn't accept that

Yesseca kept quiet.

no idea how to

could only rely on Preslie and Ruth to

way, her dreams could live

rely heavily on

time later, Ruth excused herself. She had to get back

bakery

took this opportunity to make up an excuse about wanting to inform Ruth about something the bakery needed to do.

about Yesseca's condition and how she was getting worse by

a heart transplant, there was nothing else

the idea of getting

again, there hasn't been a donor with a suitable heart

tears as she heard this. Beads of tears streamed down her cheeks as she asked, "Is Yesseca really going to die?" Hearing her say 'die' felt like a hammer had smashed Preslie's