My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 1572

"Why do I have to leave, but you get to stay?" Montez asked.

"I'm going to apply the medicine on her." Tremaine replied curtly.

Montez wasn't convinced. "Daddy, I can do that myself. Give me the medicine."

"You!" Tremaine glared at Montez, he looked furious.

Montez stubbornly glared back in silence.

He felt deeply insulted.

Montez's neck turned red. "I can do it! I can do it!"

"Stop acting like a fool and get out!" Tremaine said sternly.

Montez was scared of Tremain and quickly ran out of the room.

Only Tremaine and Yesseca were left inside.

Yesseca felt flustered, but at the same time not.

She was stunned by what Tremaine had said earlier, but then realized what he meant. This was his way of showing that he cared about her, he probably couldn't say it outright. Then again she was probably overthinking things.

But even after telling herself that, when she saw Tremaine, her heart started beating faster.

In order to ease the tension in her heart, Yesseca coughed and asked, "Why did you tell Montez to leave? You could have let him stay and watch."

Yesseca did feel that Tremaine was much too strict with Montez sometimes.

Like just now. There was no need for him to get so upset because Montez wouldn't leave.

Tremaine looked at Montez and said gently, "Montez adores you way too much. He'd be very sad to see you in pain after I've applied the medicine on your wound."

She held her breath.

Seeing Tremaine's indifferent expression, she realized that she had misjudged him.

Tremaine said that he chased Montez away because he would have made a fool of himself in front of her.

That wasn't the case at all.

He was afraid that Montez would feel uncomfortable.

"Why didn't you just tell him that? Why cause such a misunderstanding?" Yesseca felt compelled to ask him these questions.

Tremaine must have hated having to do that to

Montez. The little kid must be very angry at him right now.

Tremaine maintained his look of indifference. "It's just a misunderstanding. Everyone in the world is misunderstood anyway."

Yesseca stayed quiet.

Tremaine stood next to her and said, "Get ready. I'm going to apply the medicine now."

Yesseca was a little nervous. "Why are you applying the ointment on me? Shouldn't the doctor do it?"

"Since I'm here, I'll do it." Tremaine opened the lid of the reserve ointment. "This will hurt a little."

Yesseca asked pitifully, "What should I do?"

"Just deal with it."

Yesseca stared at him in silence.

She looked at Tremaine resentfully. Wasn't that the same as not saying anything at all?

"Can't you say something nice to comfort me?" Yesseca asked.

"Wouldn't it hurt more if I didn't tell you it did?"

Yesseca was speechless again.

She reasoned, "Although it'll hurt, at least I'd feel better about it."

As she talked, Tremaine cleaned Yesseca's wound with a medical swab.

She frowned in pain.

That was really uncomfortable.

"Does it hurt?" Tremaine looked at Yesseca.

She grit her teeth and replied, "Nonsense."

How could it not hurt? Her arm was burning hot. She really hoped that there wouldn't be a scar.

She heard from the doctor that Tremaine had specially brought in this medicine. She thought that the medicine must be very good. It might be good enough to prevent her from getting a scar.