My Heart only Beats for You

God, what was Preslie talking about?

She and Tremaine hadn't even done anything!

Yesseca wanted to explain things to Preslie, but she couldn't think of a way to. The more she said, the more

embarrassing it'd be. In the end, she said, "Right, | need to go. Bye!"

After that, Yesseca hung up the phone.

Yesseca's face was red as a result of what Preslie had said.

At lunchtime, Yesseca suddenly remembered something.

Even though she had nothing to do with Tremaine looking haggard, she was still living under his roof and

completely dependent on him. Since that was the case, she couldn't be too merciless towards him. Thus, Yesseca

decided on something.

She was going to make snutritious soup for Tremaine so that he could have it when he cback that

night.

Tremaine had not been having his dinner at Quartley Palace recently, so Yesseca called him to check whether he

would be back that night.

At first, Tremaine replied that he would not be back.

Yesseca subconsciously mumbled, "Oh, you're not coming back? | was going to make you ssoup."

The moment her words fell, Tremaine raised his voice. "You're going to makesoup?!"

"That's right." Yesseca's heart skipped a beat because he sounded particularly excited.

"Then I'll be back tonight," Tremaine said affirmatively.

"You said you have work to do, didn't you?"

"If you're makingsoup, | have to drop everything forthat!"

Yesseca fell silent.

She smiled a little.

Tremaine's words made her feel that she meant a lot to him.

After hanging up the phone, Yesseca asked the servants to prepare singredients. With that, she got busy in

the kitchen.

At this moment, Yesseca was completely unaware that Yuliana and Madam Quartley had people watching her

every move even though they weren't staying on the sfloor and barely met.

The news that Yesseca was preparing soup for Tremaine first cto Yuliana's ears.

At that time, Ruth was massaging Yuliana's back. Another servant cto tell her.

"That shameless woman!" Yuliana suddenly becangry. "How shameless of her, doing something like this to

seduce him!"

Ruth, who was massaging Yuliana's back, said nothing.

She felt that Yuliana had gone too far.

Yesseca was just making soup. How was that shameless?

Besides, she knew that Yesseca had stayed in her room, reading to pass the tsince her arrival at Quartley

Palace. She'd been on her best behaviour all this time, and this was the first she'd heard of her making soup. Yet

Yuliana was scolding her like this. "Stop!" Yuliana stood up. "I'm going to tell Grandma about her shameless

actions!"

After that, Yuliana went to look for Madam Quartley.

Madam Quartley had already heard about Yesseca making soup, but Yuliana still blew things out of proportion.

"Grandma, do you really think she's just innocently making ssoup? Why did she choose this very moment to

do this?" "Why?" asked Madam Quartley. Yuliana raised her voice. "Because she knows that the Presidential

Palace is against her and Hogan has been coming every night to talk Tremaine out of marrying her. She's taking

this chance to butter Tremaine up! Look at how scheming she is!" Hearing this, Madam Quartley also felt that

Yesseca was too scheming.

"Grandma, we can't allow her to do this! Who knows what she'll put in that soup?"

Madam Quartley shot to her foot. "I'm going to get someone to pour her soup away!"

With Madam Quartley in the lead and Yuliana trailing her, they headed towards Yesseca's floor.

They headed towards the kitchen.

As expected, Yesseca was there.

The soup was almost done and smelled delicious.

Yesseca had spent a lot of effort on this soup.

She hadn't just dumped all the ingredients in there and left it to boil. She'd kept watch over it and stirred it every

now and then to make it taste better.

She'd learned this trick from Lothar.

When she was in the hospital, Lothar often made her soup this way. She'd asked him not to go to so much

trouble, but he had just smiled and told her that this way, she'd be able to sense his intentions. Yesseca looked

at the soup and smiled.

This was not a simple pot of soup. It was soup that was filled with her intentions.

"What are you doing, Yesseca?" Suddenly, a stern voice rang out.

Yesseca turned around and saw Madam Quartley and Yuliana.

Though she didn't like them, out of courtesy, she still said, "I'm making soup."

"Who was the one who gave you that idea?!" Madam Quartley roared. Without hesitation, Yesseca replied, "I

thought of it myself!"

Yuliana sneered. "You're just trying to use this as an excuse to butter Tremaine up, aren't you? You're doing it to

get on his good side because you know that the Presidential Palace is against you and Tremaine being together!"

Yesseca did not say anything.

She'd only wanted to do something for Tremaine because of how haggard he'd looked this morning.

As for the Presidential Palace objecting to her and Tremaine being together, she didn't really care about that. In

her opinion, it was a small matter.

Tremaine was the president. As much as they objected to them being together, they could only nag him about it.

Yesseca felt that it wouldn't cause Tremaine too much stress, which was why it didn't really bother her.

"Yesseca Cowell!" Madam Quartley

roared. "Tremaine's been put

e

through the wringer because of you! During the day, he has to face the Presidential Palace's objections. At night,

he has to continue sparring with Hogan, the Head of Cabinet. Do you know how much stress he's under?!"

Yesseca was stunned.

Madam Quartley's words made her feel dazed.

Was Tremaine under a lot of pressure?

Wasn't he the president?

Wasn't he all powerful? Why would he be under a lot of pressure?

"If you really love Tremaine, you shouldn't be making him soup. You should leave Quartley

Palace immediately!"

Yesseca subconsciously responded, "He won't letleave, though."

To Madam Quartley, this sounded like provocation.

Madam Quartley felt like Yesseca was showing off how much Tremaine loved her and doted on her!

This infuriated her even more.

She immediately bellowed, "Someone cand throw this soup away. Throw the whole pot away!"