My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 1595

She quickly explained, "You've got it all wrong. He's just a friend of mine. He has a son."

The landlady said regretfully, "Well, that's a shame."

Yesseca walked over to Tremaine's table with the plate of pancakes.

She placed the plate on the table. "What are you thinking about? You look very solemn this morning."

Tremaine snapped out of his train of thought and spotted her small fair face in front of him.

"It's nothing."

Yesseca handed a set of cutlery to him and said, "Here it is. Eat up, then go home to get some sleep. You must be exhausted. You stayed with me all night."

He had stayed overnight at her place. Yesseca actually felt moved and also quite guilty.

But she wasn't very good at talking, and didn't know how to compliment him.

"It's fine." Tremaine picked up a knife and fork.

He took a bite out of his pancakes.

The taste was nothing special to him. This was normal. Everything tasted the same to him.

For him, food existed to simply fill up his stomach and maintain his body's necessary functions.

"Is it delicious?" Yesseca asked.

Tremaine was about to say "it's just normal" when he noticed the expectation in Yesseca's eyes.

He decided to change his answer.

"It's delicious."

Yesseca laughed. She had a very proud smile on her face, "I told you it's delicious. You can tell just by looking at the place. I'm never wrong about these kinds of things."

Seeing how happy Yesseca was, Tremaine's mood lightened up.

After they had breakfast, Yesseca told Tremaine to go home.

"You have to go home and get some sleep. I won't need to be at work so soon. You don't need to wait for me."

"I'm fine." Tremaine looked up at the sky.

The weather today was very nice.

"Let's go. The weather is very nice today."

Yesseca blinked.

Did he want to take a walk?

"You really don't want to get some sleep?"

"No, I don't."

Yesseca didn't insist on it. Since Tremaine didn't want to go to bed, she would go on a walk with him.

They didn't walk far, just around the neighborhood.

The residential area this morning was very lively.

They saw a woman with a large basket on her way to buy some vegetables, an old man who was doing his morning workout, and some parents with their children on their way to get some breakfast.

Tremaine rarely saw such a sight.

He looked at each of them intently. "It's very lively here."

"Of course!" Yesseca replied. "This is a small neighborhood with lots of people. It's not like your villa. Although it's luxurious, it's not very lively. I like living in a lively place like this. It was the same with my brother."

After saying that, Yesseca felt her throat tighten. Her face looked lonely.