My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 1905

Preslie immediately explained to Sheldon, "Mr. Hawls, don't worry. This drink is for women. I can't just give it to you." After a pause, she said out of curiosity, "But if you really want to drink something, I guess I can give you a cup?"

Sheldon's eyes fell on the cup in Preslie's hands.

It seemed to contain some sort of sweet-smelling tea.

Sheldon wouldn't have noticed it until Preslie talked about it.

And even if he did, he didn't want to drink it at all.

He'd never had a habit of drinking tea.

But under Preslie's inquisitive gaze, Sheldon nodded unexpectedly.

Preslie was stunned.

She felt very confused.

She'd never thought that Sheldon really wanted to drink it.

She had always thought that men did not like to drink this kind of stuff.

Besides, a manly man like Sheldon probably wouldn't like it at all!

Preslie stood up. "Mr. Hawls, wait a minute. I'll get you a cup."

After a moment, Preslie came over with another cup of chamomile tea.

Sheldon drank it on the sofa.

He didn't taste anything as the liquid entered his mouth.

But Sheldon still finished it in one gulp.

After finishing the tea, Sheldon thought that he should also talk to Preslie about the bag.

But he couldn't spit it out.

Preslie noticed a pair of eyes looking straight at her.

They belonged to Sheldon.

Preslie was silent.

A series of question marks flew across her mind. Did Sheldon want more of the tea?

But there was no more left.

Preslie chuckled. "Mr. Hawls, I didn't know you also liked to drink this. If I did, I'd have made more. Now, it's all gone."

Sheldon didn't say anything.

All he thought about was the bag, so he didn't pay attention to Preslie at all.

When Preslie saw Sheldon staring back at her without replying, she felt her heart skip a beat.

Oh my God. She thought that Sheldon was a person who didn't care about food, but she didn't expect him to be so greedy, even greedier than her!

Preslie said sadly, "Mr. Hawls. If you don't mind, there's still a little bit left in my cup. Do you want it?"

Preslie offered her cup to Sheldon.

Sheldon didn't say anything, as if he was in a trance.

He only snapped out of his trance when Preslie held her cup up towards him.

Sheldon took a deep breath.

No, he couldn't hold it off any longer.

He must give the bag away!

He should stop stalling like this!

Wasn't he still a man?!

Sheldon immediately stood up and walked into the bedroom.

Preslie froze as she held the cup in the air.

From her point of view, Sheldon must have entered the bedroom without saying a word just now because he was angry!

But why would he be angry?

There were only two possibilities in Preslie's mind!

One, Sheldon was unhappy because the chamomile tea was finished.

Two, she had just shoved her cup towards Sheldon. Sheldon didn't want to drink from her cup, so he stormed off.

There was a hint of gloom in her eyes.

She suddenly recalled something that had happened to her back in high school.