My Heart only Beats for You

Tremaine glanced at Yesseca and said, "I believed you because I wanted to. There's no reason to it." "There should be a reason for everything!" Yesseca couldn't help but blurt out.

"Then, why is your face so round?" Yesseca:"..." She touched her face subconsciously.

Was her face round? Also, she was asking him about his faith in her remedy, why did he shift the topic to the shape of her face? "How would I know why my face is round?" Yesseca asked him instead of giving him an answer.

"Then how do I know why I believe you?" Tremaine's voice was cold.

Yesseca was dumbstruck yet again.

She was in awe of this man.

He didn't talk much, but every the wanted to block out the question of others, he had the ability to shut them up right away.

Yesseca paused for a moment before saying, "However, thank you very much. No one believedjust now. You are the only one who did." As she spoke, Tremaine fixed his eyes at her.

Just as he was about to open his lips, he seemed to have thought of something else and decided not to speak.

In a blink of an eye, they arrived at Zorion's villa.

This was Yesseca's first visit to Zorion's villa.

Zorion's villa was slightly smaller than Tremaine's, but it was still luxurious inside.

The decoration of Tremaine's villa was rather low-key but majestic. The thwas black and white, while Zorion's villa was exaggeratedly luxurious and magnificent. Yesseca had a feeling that the decorations must have been done by Yuliana.

After a quick stroll around the villa, Tremaine took Yesseca to Zorion's room.

Zorion was lying in bed, with the medical equipment that Yesseca couldn't understand next to him. Furthermore, there was a tube going into Zorion's body. Yesseca couldn't help but sigh.

After all, a rich family did not even need to go to a hospital. They could just arrange a small ward directly in their houses.

There was also a doctor standing in the ward.

He was a Chinese doctor who was specially invited by Tremaine from the United States.

"How is he doing?" Tremaine asked the doctor.

The doctor's expression showed a sign of worry. "Mr. Quartley, the patient's blood clot is close to the dense blood vessels. Along with the preexisting condition of the patient, my answer is still the sas before, only a fifty percent certainty." Tremaine nodded.

He said to Yesseca, "Yesseca, take out your prescription." "Ah..." Hearing Tremaine's words, Yesseca cto her senses.

All her attention was fixed on Zorion, who was lying in bed.

Zorion indeed looked very handsome.

Although his face was so pale and his eyes were closed, it was still easy to see that he was just like Tremaine, as both figure and appearance are almost impeccable.

Yesseca took out the prescription from her pocket. She and Montez brought it with them when they cto the Quartley family.

With that, Yesseca carefully handed the prescription to Tremaine.

When Tremaine took it, his finger met Yesseca's.

Both of them seemed to be stunned.

At that instant, Yesseca was a bundle of nerves. Her heart was palpitating wildly in her chest. After a second of stupefaction, she pulled her hand back hastily. However, Tremaine didn't even take the prescription before it drifted to the ground.

Yesseca was speechless.

She was about to bend down to pick up the piece of paper when his low voice reached her ears. "I'll do it." Then, Tremaine bent down to pick up the paper on the ground.

The man was elegant and noble- looking. Even when he bent down to pick up a piece of paper, it was attractive enough to make the girls go crazy over him.

Tremaine glanced at the prescription written on the paper and handed it to the doctor.

He said, "This is a prescription given by an old herb specialist. There had el? been a successful case where the block of blood in a patient's brain was dispelled after taking this medicine. Can you helplook through the list and predict whether it'll be effective?" Next to him, Yesseca was also watching the doctor as she held her breath.

She was so afraid that the doctor would deny her prescription. At this moment, she hoped that her prescription could work so she would be able to help Zorion. Her first priority is to be able to help Zorion.

Prior to her kindness, she also wanted it to work because Tremaine trusted her. She didn't want to disappoint him.

The doctor looked at it for a long tbefore he said, "Mr. Quartley, I'm a man of science and never dealt with these types of medicines before. I don't know if the herbs in the prescription are useful or not, but it's highly unlikely to harx patient. Whether to try or not, I can't really give any comments, it depends on your own choice." Yesseca subconsciously looked up at Tremaine.

She thought to herself, "I don't think this man would use my prescription. After all, the doctor had said so." After thinking for a moment, she opened her mouth and said, "Doctor, my friend once used this prescription. At that time, he..." She told the doctor about her friend's symptoms in detail.

The doctor immediately said, "Your friend's symptoms are exactly the sas the current patient's." Upon hearing this, Yesseca's eyes lit up as she regained a bit of confidence in herself.

"Mr. Quartley, you can have a try. The doctor just said that although the harbs can't guarantee to be useful, it won't hurt to try, right?" Tremaine narrowed his eyes slightly.

After a while, he opened his thin lips slightly and said, "Then let's have a try." "No!" At this moment, a sharp female voice cfrom behind them.

It turned out that Yuliana cover at spoint.

Looking fiercely at Yesseca, she exclaimed, "Tremaine, how can you listen to a servant's nonsense? Do you want to give your big brother a try for whatever she gives you?" "She's not a servant," Tremaine looked at Yuliana coldly. "She's a guest of the Quartley family."

Yuliana said angrily, "Well, even if she is not a servant, she is also an m ignorant girl. If something went wrong because of her prescription, who will take this responsibility?" "I will." The man's voice was faint but powerful.

Tremaine's words made Yuliana speechless.

After a while, she huffed, "Fine, do what you want!" After that, she gave Yesseca a death glare and said, "If anything goes wrong, I will not let you off the hook." The herbs in Yesseca's prescription were bought and prepared. It was then served to Zorion.

Yesseca remembered that her sick friend had lost all the blood clots in her brain on the third day after taking the prescription. She estimated that Zorion would take as long as her friend.

In the evening, Yesseca wanted to head home, but Yuliana refused to let her.

She looked at Yesseca darkly. "No way! What if something happens to my Zorion and you run away? You must stay here!" Yesseca was dumbfounded at her words.

Sure, if that's the gshe wants to play, she'll stay.

She said, "Since Ms. Yuliana is being so generous and insisted that I stay, I'll not reject your kind offer." Tremaine didn't know about the conversation between Yesseca and Yuliana.

After dinner, Tremaine wanted to send Yesseca back home.

However, Yesseca refused.

She said, "Mr. Quartley, if you don't mind, I'll stay here overnight. When Zorion wakes up, MI leave after seeing that he's fine." A trace of surprise flashed in Tremaine's eyes, but it disappeared quickly like a dragonfly skimming on water.

"You want to stay with the Quartley family for the night?" "Yes." Yesseca nodded.

She had nothing to worry about as she just wanted to wait there for Zorion to wake up.

"Aren't you afraid that I will flirt with you again?" His low voice sounded a little more indescribable.