My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 1721

Yesseca suddenly thought of what had happened in Nashaland.

Tremaine had saved her.

He'd climbed up the tree with her so that she wasn't attacked by the wild beast. Yesseca wondered why was she so hung up over the camera in her bedroom.

And Tremaine had installed the camera for her sake.

For her safety.

And she'd misunderstood him the entire time.

How could she be so stupid?!

How could she be so silly?!

Tremaine was right. She was really silly, a silly air head!

Yesseca did not head back to work that afternoon.

She wanted to find someone to talk.

She really, really, wanted to.

She thought of Preslie.

Since Preslie wasn't working, she figured she could drop by her house.

Yesseca called Preslie.

Little did Preslie expect that Yesseca would want to come by her house.

But she still gave her address to Yesseca.

Yesseca took a taxi to Preslie's house.

It was an old neighbourhood.

Preslie lived on the first floor.

After knocking on the door, a beautiful young girl opened it.

The girl's eyes looked somewhat like Preslie's.

But she was obviously more beautiful and slimmer compared to Preslie.

Some were born slim, but looking gorgeous required effort. Yesseca figured if Preslie dressed herself up, she would probably be as pretty as the girl standing in front of her now.

The girl was stunned to see Yesseca.

Yesseca immediately said, "Hello, I'm looking for Preslie."

The girl replied with an "oh".

She raised her voice, "Fatty, someone's here for you."

Yesseca was speechless.

Preslie came over.

There was a flash of surprise in her eyes when she saw Yesseca.

Preslie took Yesseca's hand and walked them both into her bedroom.

Yesseca caught herself in surprise when she was in Preslie's bedroom.

Her bedroom was so small that it could only fit nothing else but a bed. It was obvious that Preslie's bedroom wasn't a bedroom, but a small remodeled study room. Previously, when Yesseca had come over to Preslie's house, she'd thought her house seemed spacious. Logically speaking, Preslie shouldn't be staying in such a small space.

Yesseca couldn't help but ask, "Preslie, why is your room so small?"

Preslie said, "The bigger room is for my sister. She has lots of clothes and make up so she needs more space."

Yesseca thought of the girl who'd opened the door for her.

The girl that called Preslie a fatty.

She could not help it as she said, repulsed, "She's your sister. How could she call you a fatty? That's just rude."

Even if her brother had been fat, Yesseca would never call her brother a fatty.

Preslie curled her lips and said, "She is slim and skinny. She's been calling me a fatty ever since we were little."

Saying that, Preslie looked slightly downcast, "Let's forget about her. Why are you here, Yesseca? Aren't you supposed to be at work?"

"I don't feel like going to work all of a sudden."

"Oh, what's the matter?" asked Preslie.

Yesseca didn't know how to explain.

After thinking for a long time, she said, "Do you think there are more good or bad people in the world?"

Preslie replied without hesitation. "Of course, there are more good people."