My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 1619

After a moment of pause, Tremaine strode forward.

Kylin could feel an invisible blade coming his way, and he felt its chill brushing past his neck. Kylin looked over, yet he saw nothing at all.

On the other hand, Yesseca walked into the ladies' restroom.

She splashed her face with water.

After washing her face, she looked into the mirror and found that her face was still a little red.

Yesseca's heart was pounding hard.

Everything was going well just a while ago. Why did Kylin suddenly hold her hand?

Just then, Yesseca's gaze was locked on somewhere.

She saw the reflection of a man in the mirror.

She was dumbfounded at once.

Why would there be a man appearing in the ladies' restroom?

And that man...

It seemed to be Tremaine.

Yesseca suspected that her eyes had deceived her, and she couldn't help but rub her eyes again.

As she put her hands down, someone suddenly grabbed them.

The force was so hard that she felt her bones creaking.

Yesseca cried out in pain.

At this moment, she was sure that it was Tremaine who came in.

She didn't know why Tremaine suddenly showed up in the ladies' restroom, nor did she care at that moment. The only thing in her mind was that Tremaine was grabbing onto her wrist so hard that it hurt a lot.

"Let go of me. It hurts..." There was some moisture in Yesseca's eyes due to the sharp pain.

But Tremaine did not become gentle because of that.

With a gloomy face, Tremaine turned the white porcelain tap, and water came out instantly. He grabbed Yesseca's hand and put it under the water tap, washing her hand.

After that, it was as if he still felt that Yesseca's hand wasn't clean enough, and he rubbed her hand with his palms.

It was as if there was dirt on Yesseca's hand, and he had to keep on trying to clean it.

Yesseca felt as if her hand was about to get skinned.

She couldn't pull her hand back, and she could only stomp her foot hard. "Mr. Quartley, what are you doing? There's no dirt on my hand. You don't have to wash it so hard! The skin on my hand is going to get ripped off! You're too much!"

Her words seemed to have provoked him.

Tremaine grabbed onto Yesseca's jaw with his fingers, forcing her to lift her chin. His voice was as cold as ice, "I'm too much? Was he not then? Was that man who held your hand not being too much?"

Yesseca was stunned.

The man who held her hand? Was he referring to Kylin?

What on earth had happened?

How did Tremaine know about that?

When Tremaine saw her being in a daze, it made him even angrier. He thought she was admitting it.

He suddenly bent down and covered Yesseca's lips with his own.

His kiss was rough and overbearing as if he was punishing her.

Yesseca's mind went blank in an instant.

When she finally came to herself, she tried hard to push Tremaine away. Her delicate face was red from the anger. She was truly being disrespected! "Tremaine, have you gone mad? How could you do this? You couldn't be doing this. You're too..."

Before Yesseca could finish her words, Tremaine interrupted her sentence.

His eyes were as dark as if he was a wild beast, with unspeakable danger in it. He said, "If I'm not allowed to, who else is? Is the man who held your hand just now allowed? You probably didn't just shake hands. Did you both kiss before? Or..."

"Tremaine!" Yesseca was trembling in anger. "You've gone too far!"

Tremaine's eyes turned cold, and a hint of danger flashed in his eyes. "I've gone too far? Do you know what is going too far?"

Before Yesseca could react, her body was already pushed against the glass sink in the bathroom.