My Heart only Beats for You

Chapter 1706 Chapter 1706 Tremaine stroked Yesseca's cheek and said, "You said you didn't know me!" His fingers were like needles piercing into Yesseca's skin.

Just as Yesseca was about to speak, Tremaine sealed her lips.

There was no trace of gentleness in his kiss.

It was as if he wanted to devour Yesseca completely.

The blood all over Yesseca's body rushed towards her head.

She was neither excited nor angry, and the only emotion she felt was anger.

She bit Tremaine's lips when he was caught off guard. She bit so hard that his mouth began to bleed.

A drop of his blood fell onto Yesecca clothes.

Tremaine raised his face slightly.

He didn't seem to care about the blood on his lips. "Go ahead and bite me. The more you bite, the more aroused I'll feel." He was already an attractive man. The drop of blood on his mouth made him even more irresistible. Yesseca's face turned red. "Tremaine, if you do this, I'll hate you. I'll despise you forever!" Tremaine's eyes were cold. "Feel free to do so. As you said, if you choose to hate me, I'll allow it." Then Tremaine reached out his hand to pull off Yesseca's skirt.

Seeing that her skirt was about to be torn off, Yesseca grabbed ahold of a lamp on her bedside.

Tremaine noticed her picking it up.

Tremaine grabbed Yesseca's hand and said, "Do you think it's going to be of any use to hitwith this lamp?" His words were full of contempt.

Yesseca felt as if she was surrounded. She had nowhere to escape, and the feeling of despair suffocated her.

She said with a tearfully, "If I don't hit you, I can hit myself. If I kill myself, I won't need to witness what you're doing to me!" Tremaine was shocked.

Yesseca's words suddenly removed all his impulses and filled him with a certain coldness.

Who knew Yesseca really hated him that much.

She would rather hit herself than be touched by him.

That was how much she hated him.

Tremaine left.

After Yesseca finished speaking, he left without saying a word.

When Tremaine was gone, Yesseca sat on the bed and buried her head in her knees, trembling violently.

It was a long tuntil she was able to raise her face.

Tears were streaming down her cheeks.

Yesseca took out a photo from under her pillow.

It was a photo of her and Lothar.

Seeing the both of them in the photo, Yesseca's shoulders twitched as she cried, "Lothar, what should I do? Tell me, what should I do?" Lothar, who was in the photo, smiled at Yesseca.

He couldn't answer Yesseca.

Yesseca's shoulders trembled even harder.

Before this, she had always been a simple and happy girl. Nothing was overly complicated, but now, things had changed.

Her world was a blank canvas before this. Now, it was as if someone had taken a brush and painted it black.

What should she do? What could she do? Who could tell her? Who could give her an answer? Tremaine returned to the Quartley family's villa.

It was very cold.

When he was driving, he took off his coat and only wore a white shirt. The window was also opened, and a gust of cold wind blew in.

The wind blew on Tremaine's face, which made him feel pain.

But he woke him up.

It cleared his mind.

She was just a woman.

Why did he have to care so much about her! He was the president of a country, with many subordinates and things to do. Yet, he'd left all of this to cto Agaphen City for a woman. He had even gotten this agitated because this woman! What was going on with him! Tremaine clenched the steering wheel tightly.

He forced himself to remove Yesseca from his mind.

Since he had returned to Agaphen City, he decided he would go back to the Quartley family villa to see Madam Quartley and Montez.

Madam Quartley was about to go to bed when she heard the news of Tremaine's return. She rushed over.

She smiled brightly. "You're back, Tremaine. You're doing a good job. You're the pride of the Quartley family." "You flattertoo much," Tremaine said in a low voice.

Madam Quartley said happily, "It's not flattery. Your grandfather nearly destroyed everything belonging to the Quartley family. It wasn't easy for you to snag the position of хочто president. Tremaine, your grandfather would be very happy up in heaven!" After a pause, Madam Quartley asked, "Are you very busy now?" "Yes, very busy." Tremaine said, "I'll take you to Nashaland after stime." "There's no hurry," replied Madam Quartley, her eyes filled with anticipation.

After exchanging a few more words, Tremaine went to see Montez.

Montez had fallen asleep, and Tremaine did not wake him. He just looked at him from his bedside.

Montez seemed to have grown a lot in a short period of time, his hair was longer and his lashes were thicker.

Tremaine watched him for 20 minutes before leaving Montez's bedroom. He called the butler to ask how Montez had been faring recently.

The butler said that everything was well.

"Mr. Montez reads after coming hfrom kindergarten every day, and he eats on tas well," explained the butler.

Tremaine nodded. "That's good." Yuliana received the news of Tremaine's return.

She was so excited that she immediately rushed to find him.

When she was halfway there, the butler informed her that her that Tremaine was about to leave and had already reached the door of the villa. Yuliana changed her course of direction and rushed to the villa's entrance, Tremaine was leaving, and he was about to enter the car.

"Tremaine! Tremaine!" Yuliana shouted.

Tremaine stopped right before he got in.

He looked at Yuliana.

Yuliana ran over breathlessly.

"Congratulations on your success," said Yuliana.

Yuliana changed the subject before Tremaine could even reply.

"Tremaine, I have to tell you about Zorion. Did you know Zorion doesn't care aboutat all? What do you think I should do as a woman." Yuliana's words were stuck in her throat.

Because Tremaine had gotten on the car without listening to her.

When the car left, it stirred up a cloud of dust.

Yuliana was perplexed.

She had wanted to gain Tremaine's sympathy and then get close to him. How could Tremaine leave while she was speaking! Yuliana's plan had failed. She didn't expect that she would bump into Madam Quartley along the way back.

Madam Quartley looked up and down at Yuliana and said doubtfully, m "Yuliana, why did you cout wearing pajamas at night?" Yuliana couldn't give a response. She immediately made up an excuse, "Zorion has been bringing up

Tremaine in conversations lately. He said he hadn't seen Tremaine for a m long tand I heard he was here tonight, so cto ask him to meet up with Zorion. Otherwise, he'd be all up in my face talking about him." X