My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 592

"How did you know I'm here?" Natalie asked Remington.

"When I woke up, I saw that you weren't there."

"Then why didn't you call me?"

"I guessed that you were probably nearby. Besides, I wanted to walk around," Remington said, sitting down as he took a huge swing of beer.

Natalie watched Remington, impressed. The way he downed the beer resembled the handsome protagonists in movies.

Just then, she asked again, "How did you know I was nearby?"

He turned to look at her slowly, his eyes gleaming like the stars in the night sky.

"I know you well, Natalie. You will never leave me alone when I have a fever and when there is no one around to take care of me. You must be nearby."

Natalie's heart skipped a beat.

She felt a lump forming in her throat.

Remington was only a friend of hers, but he understood her so well.

But Tobias?

Although they were no longer together, they used to call each other soulmates. Yet, he didn't understand her at all.

If he understood her even a little, he would not have said those cruel words earlier.

Maybe with a little understanding, he would not have let her suffer for four years for no reason.

Perhaps, he never truly cared about her.

Natalie gave a dry laugh.

"Tell me, Remington, if someone doesn't know you well, does it mean they don't care about you at all?"

Although Tobias had said that he cared about her and loved her, he probably did not mean it, did he?

Remington's eyes narrowed as he guessed, "Is this about Tobias?"

Natalie turned away, avoiding his gaze.

He had guessed it right. Was it so painfully obvious?

"Not only are you literally a fox, Remington, you also think like one," She muttered.

Remington's expressions grew serious as he frowned, "Natalie, you told me that you and Tobias are never getting back together."

He paused and continued, "I don't blame you for getting back with him when you lost your memory, but now that you remembered everything, you shouldn't contact him anymore. Have you forgotten all those things that he did to you?"

Natalie froze.

"I haven't forgotten. I would never forget that," She grimaced a while later, pain written all over her face.

The reason she had suffered so much was because she could not forget.

"Then why are you still thinking about him?" Remington's eyes threatened to burn holes right in her.

Natalie's fingers twitched.

She lowered her head and said nothing.

For a moment, the two of them were silent.

They drank quietly, downing one bottle of beer after another.

"A person's mind is one of the greatest mysteries of the world," Natalie whispered after a while, a little tipsy.

"Yes, indeed," Remington echoed.

It was hard to guess a person's mind. Even Natalie herself could not figure out her own thoughts.

"Let's get drunk," She raised her bottle of beer at

Remington, flashing a grin.

Remington smirked.

He lifted his glass and clinked it against hers, "Cheers."

They both had their own troubles weighing on their minds.

It didn't take long for countless empty beer bottles to be piled on their table.

In the end, they realized that beer could not satisfy their cravings.

The beer only managed to make them tipsy. It was almost impossible for the two of them to get drunk solely on beer.

"How about some vodka?" Remington raised an eyebrow, challenging Natalie.

"Let's do it!" Natalie slammed her hand on the table and shouted, "It's not like I have never gotten drunk before."

Remington immediately called for the waiter and ordered some bottles of vodka.