My Heart only Beats for You

Yesseca felt her knees giving out.

Her head was hazy. Before she knew it, she was on the bed, and a striking pain hit her.

She couldn't help but grab the bedsheet with her hand.

Night

fell.

An hour later, she couldn't hold on any longer.

She felt sore, and it was like a train had railed her.

Right then, she was about to cry.

Suddenly, there was an urgent knock on the door.

Hope flashed across Yesseca's eyes.

She thought that Tremaine would finally stop.

But it was all just her wishful thinking.

He ignored the knock at the door.

Soon, a male voice sounded from behind the door.

"Your Excellency, please open the door. | know you're in there. | have something urgent to speak to you about." It

was Hogen's voice.

There had never been a moment when Yesseca was so happy to hear him.

However, Tremaine's face darkened.

"D*mn Hogan!" he cursed inside.

He wanted to ignore Hogan and continue what they were doing.

Yesseca couldn't help but say, "Mr. Welmert is looking for you. Hurry and get up."

"I don't care about that old man."

She was rendered speechless.

She looked at him pitifully. "You might not care about him, but what about me? | will pass out if you don't stop."

Her body was about to explode.

Tremaine did not know what to say.

Only then did he remember that she might not be able to keep up with his stamina. Although it was not her first

time, it had been stbetween then and now. Just then, he cooled himself off, suppressing his desire.

Then, he got up.

Yesseca finally let out a sigh of relief.

Pain coursed through her entire body, and no part of her body felt like hers.

Tremaine covered Yesseca with a down jacket and looked at her with lust in his eyes. "Rest up. I'll be back after |

see what Hogan wants."

Tremaine went out of the bedroom.

He didn't look well.

At the stime, Hogan's expression was also not good.

As soon as Tremaine cout, Hogan said, "Your Excellency, why were you with her again?"

Tremaine raised his eyebrows and said, "I have always been with her. What do you mean why?"

Hogan didn't know what to say.

Then, he asked, "Your Excellency, have you not taken my advice?"

"No." Tremaine said directly, "I usually ignore what you say to me."

Hogan widened his eyes in anger.

However, he suppressed his emotions and said, "It's alright for you to ignore my advice. But now that Princess

Navidia is in Nashaland, you should at least give her a chance. Do you want her to find out that you have a kept

woman in Quartley Palace?"

"Mr. Welmert, you're wrong." Tremaine looked into Hogan's eyes. "I'm not keeping just any woman. Yessecais

going to be my wife, and our wedding is in the midst of preparation. She is no kept woman of mine. As for

Navidia? What does she have to do with me? Why should | consider her?" Content Belongs to

Hogan knew Tremaine was stubborn, but never to the point of being unreasonable.

Hogan's face tensed up, and he had to use his trump card. "Your Excellency, even if you do not care about what |

say, but Megeland's president is coming to visit tomorrow." A look of surprise flashed in Tremaine's eyes.

"Spencer Cohen is coming?"

"Yes, Your Excellency." Hogan said, "He would be here to propose a marriage between Your Excellency and

Princess Navidia. | believe that he will mention it to you in person." Tremaine said noncommittally, "I have no

interest in his daughter."

Hogan said with patience, "Your Excellency, this is how a political marriage works, regardless of your interest.

Can you refuse it when he brings it to the table? Even if you. dared you would embarrass him, and henceforth,

cause harm to the two nations’ friendship. | hope that you will make careful considerations about this matter."

A deep thought flashed through Tremaine's eyes.

Although he had always disliked going by the rules, he had to consider the consequences of his actions.

What Hogan said was the truth.

If Spencer really brought up marriage with his daughter, he couldn't just refuse him directly.

After a while, Tremaine said, "Hogan, you may leave. | know what I'm doing."

"Your Excellency, don't we all?" Hogan gave Tremaine a deep look. "This matter is no small matter. Princess

Navidia must be interested in you. | hope that you will consider it carefully." Tremaine was a little impatient. "Are

you done with your nonsense? If you're done, leave immediately."

Hogan sighed internally.

He hoped that Tremaine would know what was more important now.

Just as he was about to leave, Tremaine stopped him.

Hogan turned around.

He said, "Your Excellency, do you have anything else to say?"

Tremaine glanced at him and said, "Mr. Welmert, | have to remind you of one thing. This is the last of you

knocking on my door. If | see you do it again, | would break whichever hand you used to knock on my door."

Hogan raised his head and said fearlessly, "Your Excellency, | might have disturbed you, but | cwith good

intentions. I'm only doing it for Nashaland and its people. Can't you see my loyalty?"

Tremaine did not know what to say..

His head began to ache faintly.

Instead, he waved his hand and said, "Leave now!"

After Hogan left, Tremaine sat on the sofa, deep in thought.

Spencer would arrive the next day.

Hogan must be right about Spence's purpose... to bring up his marriage with Navidia.

He was not slow. After spending a few days with her, he knew of her feelings for him. But he had always feigned

ignorance. He didn't expect that not only would she not get his hint, but she'd also asked her father to visit him.

It was obvious that they wanted to bring it to the table.

If Spencer brought it up and he refused it, it would mean humiliation to Spencer. The two countries would

becenemies.

So the only way was not to let Spencer bring it up.

Tremaine's eyes turned cold, flashing with aloofness. No one could tell what he was thinking.