My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 1909

Yesseca had thought that something like that was impossible.

However, when she heard Sheldon put it that way, she started to have some doubts.

Still, it was a bag, not a small item like a key. It was impossible to accidentally lose it.

Moreover, no one had come up to Preslie even after she'd been standing there for awhile.

Yesseca said, "Preslie, I think someone might've really not wanted it."

Preslie's head was spinning.

If that was the case, she would be willing to accept this bag.

After all, it was a Hermes bag.

She had never owned a Hermes bag before!

Even so, it was just a guess in the end.

Unless she saw with her own eyes that someone had abandoned it, she really had no way to be the bag's owner.

Preslie couldn't help saying, "Then, I'll put this bag here. I've waited for so long but I haven't found its owner. Maybe I'll put it somewhere else."

Yesseca felt that this was not a good idea either.

She thought for a moment and said, "How about this, since no one recognizes it as theirs, you can donate the bag to charity. It's also a good thing."

Preslie's eyes lit up when she heard that.

She immediately nodded. "Yesseca, that's a good idea. I'll listen to you!"

Yesseca and Preslie turned to face Sheldon.

Their intentions were very clear.

They wanted Sheldon to drive them to donate it.

Sheldon was speechless.

His feelings right now were very complicated.

Sheldon felt that he was always looking for trouble.

First, he'd bought a bag without thinking it through, and then lied to Preslie claiming that he had picked it up. As a result, he'd caused this huge misunderstanding.

Sheldon was absolutely speechless.

However, this time, he'd seen a new side of Preslie.

Completely out of his expectations, instead of taking an ownerless bag for her own, Preslie had tried to find the original owner of the bag. She'd even gone as far as to donate it if the original owner had not been found.

He had thought that a girl like her would forget everything when she saw branded bags, claiming them as her own immediately once they were abandoned by others...

Sheldon's gaze couldn't help but fall upon Preslie's face.

That day, the sun was very bright.

The sunlight enveloped Preslie's face, making her snow-white skin paler. Her eyelashes cast a deep shadow under the sunlight.

Sheldon's breathing suddenly became a little disordered.

It seemed that it was the first time that he found that her skin to be so beautiful.

Her eyelashes were so long.

Sheldon was stunned for a moment.

As Preslie watched Sheldon remain silent, her eyes were fixated on him, but they couldn't help but tremble.

"Is Sheldon angry?" she thought.

Although this bag was picked up, it wasn't her who found it, but Sheldon.

Sheldon should be the one handling it.

Preslie immediately lowered her head.

She whispered, "Mr. Hawls, are you not willing to donate it to charity? Do you want it instead?"

She thought that she didn't want this bag, yet Sheldon wasn't willing to give it away. Could it be that Sheldon himself wanted it?

Preslie looked at the bag. It seemed like anyone could hold it. Sheldon was particularly handsome and good-looking, so it seemed appropriate for him to carry it.

Sheldon didn't answer.

What Preslie said made him knit his eyebrows intensely.

He immediately said, "I'm not a woman. Why would I carry this bag?!"

Then, he walked to his car swiftly, opened the door and said to Yesseca and Preslie, "Get in the car. I'll drive you guys to the charity shop."

They arrived at a nearby charity shop.

Preslie donated the bag.