My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 1693

As Yesseca spoke, she approached Selina. "I want you to pay for Lothar's life."

Selina stepped back.

She kept explaining to Yesseca, but Yesseca refused to listen. She insisted that Selina was the murderer of her brother.

In the end, Selina was forced off the edge of the cliff by Yesseca.

The sudden weightlessness brought Selina back to consciousness.

Her body was shaking.

Matthew noticed it.

He hugged her tightly, asking, "What's wrong?"

She burrowed herself into his arms "I dreamt of Yesseca. She said that I was the murderer who killed Lothar."

"Silly girl." He touched her head to comfort her. "Why would you have dreamed such a ridiculous dream?"

"But..."

Before she could finish her words, he interrupted her, "There's nothing to worry about. I'm here. You

don't have to be afraid."

Nodding, she muttered, "Yes, I have you. You're right."

The next day arrived.

Kylin sent Yesseca to work.

She did not look well.

Seeing that, he asked with concern, "Did you not take a warm shower last night? You don't seem well-rested. Why don't I help you take a leave of absence and you go back and have some more sleep?"

She refused.

Her mind was in a mess.

And she felt that working was the only was to calm her disordered mind.

"I want to go to work," Yesseca said.

Kylin had always respected her. Since she insisted, he would not tell her otherwise.

She was busy at work that day.

Because they had just come back from Nashaland, they had more to report back about their training. They had been busy for the entire morning. It was lunchtime when she and Preslie got some rest and went to have lunch.

Preslie looked at Yesseca's face and said, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Yesseca nodded.

Preslie ate a mouthful of her lunch and said, "Me too. I had a nightmare with gunshots and fire. And now I can't help wondering whether our last day in Nashaland was real or just a dream. I am confused."

"Perhaps it was just a dream," muttered Yesseca.

"I think so too." Preslie replied, "After all, it does seem unrealistic. But if it's a dream, why do I feel that someone was very real?"

"Who?" Yesseca glanced around.

Preslie's face turned red. "The handsome man in the military uniform."

Yesseca didn't understand her words.

Preslie looked at Yesseca and gave her a piece of meat. "You can have this. I need to lose some weight. What if God gives me another chance to see him again?"

In the past, Yesseca would have asked Preslie about the man she met, but she had too much on her mind now. Seeing how absent- minded Yesseca was, Preslie fell silent.

After a busy morning, they had not much to do in the afternoon.

Yesseca's imagination was running wild again.

As she thought about it, she saw Essie.

Maybe she was hallucinating, she thought to herself.

Therefore, she rubbed her eyes.

Essie was still standing in front of her.

She was still there.