My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

Chapter 1962



Other couples definitely weren't like this.

Yesseca thought of Selina and Matthew.

Her sister and brother-in-law were always kind, gentle and always praised each other.

She was envious of the both of them.

But as she thought about it, it seemed that things between her and Tremaine weren't that bad.

Because if Tremaine were to suddenly look at her gently and speak such sweet things to her all the time, not only would she not get used to it, she would probably get goosebumps all over her body.

At Montez's bedroom.

Yesseca gently knocked on the door.

A moment later, Montez said, "Come in."

Yesseca pushed the door open and walked in.

Montez was sitting at his desk with a fairy tale book in his hand.

After seeing that it was Yesseca, Montez looked surprised for a moment then looked back down at his story book.

He was clearly trying to appear calm.

Because she noticed that even though Montez looked like he was reading his book, she could see him peeking at her from the corner of his eyes.

Yesseca smiled at him.

Montez was just as cute as ever, even after all this time.

Yesseca walked over to him, "Montez, are you reading?"

"Yes." He replied stiffly.

Yesseca looked at him and noticed how awkward he seemed.

He looked like he had a lot of things to say to her but was holding it back.

Yesseca smiled and caressed his head. "Seems like you've learned a lot from your time in the United States."

Montez didn't say anything.

Yesseca added, "You're quite a handsome boy, but I heard that children in the United States have blond hair and blue eyes and are very handsome too."

Montez finally snapped and then said loudly, "They may have blond hair and blue eyes and can be quite good looking, but they're not as handsome as me. When I was in their kindergarten, I was named the most handsome kid in the whole kindergarten!"

Yesseca's smile widened.

Of course Montez was handsome, she knew this well.

Even the most handsome boys from Europe or from the United States weren't as good looking as Montez.

She had said that on purpose to provoke him.

Sure enough, Montez fell for it.

Yesseca looked at him and said seriously, "I've always known you were a very handsome boy. I still remember the first time I met you, I said to myself, oh my, I've never imagined a young boy could be so handsome."

"Really?" Montez asked, "Am I as handsome as my daddy?"

Yesseca nodded firmly.

She said, "Absolutely. You're more handsome than your daddy is. Your daddy isn't even half as good looking as you are!"

Montez then fiddled with his fingers as he looked up at Yesseca seriously, "Since that's the case, why are you with my daddy instead of me?" "Because I'm an adult, Montez, you're still a child.

Children and adults can't be together like that." Yesseca explained this patiently to Montez, "Besides, me being with your daddy is the same as me being with you. You both live together after all."

Montez rolled his eyes at her.

She wasn't wrong, but she wasn't right either.

While Montez was still thinking about what Yesseca had just said, she added, "Montez, will you tell me how things have been for you while you were in America these past few months?"

Montez suddenly started speaking arrogantly.

He said with his childish arrogance, "In the past few months that I've been in the United States, I've been constantly showered with praises by the girls in the kindergarten as well as the teachers, every single day. It was so boring."

"It was just like how it was in my

current kindergarten here. I thought that the kindergarten overseas would be different. I didn't expect to encounter the same thing ina foreign kindergarten."

Montez sounded very arrogant and also somewhat proud of himself.

Yesseca burst out laughing.

She tried hard to suppress her laughter then said, "Because you're such an amazing boy. You are always the center of attention wherever you go." Montez looked even more proud of himself.

Yesseca then whispered, "By the way, Montez, I have something to tell you."

"Go ahead Yesseca." Montez said.

Montez had felt a little awkward with Yesseca when she first walked in, but after talking with her for a bit, they suddenly felt closer with each other. Yesseca said, "Montez, your father and I are getting married soon."

Montez's face turned pale.

After a moment, he nodded.

He was clearly demoralized.

Yesseca then said softly, "Montez, we're going to hold our wedding soon. When the time comes, I'd like you to be my flower boy."

Montez didn't say anything.

He didn't want to be a flower boy.

He wanted to be Yesseca's groom.

But, he was still too young. There was no way he could be the groom.

As for Yesseca, she couldn't wait that long for him.

So, Yesseca had to give up on him and marry his father instead.

Montez was very sad.

He wanted to ask Yesseca if she would wait for him.

To wait for him to grow up.

He was so much better than his daddy.

But Montez couldn't say it out loud.

Because he remembered that he had asked her this before, but Yesseca had very cruelly rejected him.

He was afraid to ask her again. If Yesseca refused him again, he would be devastated.

While he was in kindergarten overseas, he had learned a song from a boy from Glevania, which the boy said was very popular in his country.

The lyrics went like this.

A broken heart was like shattered glass.

Montez's heart, which Yesseca had broken before, had finally recovered. He was afraid that if he asked her this question again, his heart would become shattered glass. He would be done for if that happened

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Montez hadn't said anything. Yesseca couldn't tell if he was thinking to himself, all she could see was that he seemed quite unhappy. Yesseca grabbed his small hand and gently looked into his eyes. "Montez, tell me, what do you say? Would you be willing to be my flower boy for my

wedding with your daddy?"

He didn't want to.

He absolutely didn't want to.

It would be incredibly embarrassing to be the flower boy for the woman he loved.

"Yesseca, why do you and daddy want to get married?" Montez suddenly asked.

Yesseca pondered this for a

moment, then said, "Because everyone has to get married, Montez. When two people are

suitable for each other, they get

married. Your daddy is single, as am

I and we want to get married to each

other. It's the right thing to do. Montez, you should be happy for us." Content belongs to

Montez's eyelashes were trembling.

He then muttered, "I still want my daddy to marry my mommy. That would be most appropriate."