My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

Yuliana wanted to defend herself, but the words just wouldn't leave her lips, especially when she saw the all-knowing look on Madam Quartley's face. She could only stand there feeling guilty.

At this moment, Madam Quartley patted her on the shoulder.

Yuliana was already keyed up from being found out, hence when she was patted on the shoulder, she trembled even more.

Madam Quartley sighed.

"Yuliana, don't be afraid," she reassured. "You are still my granddaughter-in-law. this has not changed."

Yuliana felt a little relieved.

She couldn't figure out now how much Madam Quartley knows.

But as long as she still recognized this identity of hers as her granddaughter-in-law, she would have nothing to fear.

"Even if Tremaine stopped being the president, his prestige as well as that of the Quartley Family is still there. You will not be any worse off in the future. Although it could not compare to the past, the people would still be respectful towards you. You need not feel that there would be a great disparity."

Yuliana stayed silent, but her heart was troubled.

No great disparity?

How could there be no disparity!

So what if Tremaine's prestige was still around?

He still essentially won't be the president anymore!

"Let's live a better life." Madam Quartley spoke softly, "Yuliana, treat Zorion more kindly in the future. I know you dislike him, but even though he's as foolish as they come, his heart is pure. There is no one in the world who will treat you better than Zorion."

Yuliana managed to squeeze out a sentence through her tight lips. "Grandma, what are you saying? Zorion is my husband, how could I dislike him for being dumb?"

Madam Quartley laughed, her smile a complicated twist, "It's best if you don't dislike him."

Agaphen City.

Yesseca only had less than a month left.

Her body became thinner and her face became paler.

But strangely enough, she was in better spirits than before, her eyes growing brighter as the days passed.

This gave Preslie hope. She

assumed that there was a turning point to her friend's condition and immediately sought out the doctor

to tell him of this phenomenon.

Unexpectedly, the doctor shook his head after he took in what she said.

"The patient is in good spirits because she's hoping for the best, not because she fears death nor has no psychological torment. Though some patients remain optimistic that their condition will get better, for patients with this type of heart condition, it's futile no matter how optimistic they are."

Preslie's last shred of hope was shattered when she heard this. She almost burst out into tears.

At this moment, Selina's voice all of a sudden came from behind her, "Preslie, since Yesseca was able to be optimistic in these last few days, then so can we."

Preslie turned her head around and locked onto Selina who gave her a gentle smile.

Despite the fact that Selina was still in sorrow now, she could already muster up the will to not reveal it on her face.

She could now accept the reality of things at long last.

Yesseca was going to die.

Since all sorts of ideas had been thought up, there was nothing more that could be done. She had to accept the fact that Yesseca would one day leave. The only thing she could do was not add on to Yesseca's psychological burden in the last few days she had,

She needed to smile every day, hence when Yesseca saw it she would be able to feel better.

"I know." Preslie hiccupped as she rubbed her eyes. "It's just that when I saw her in such a good state, I thought her condition had gotten better."

She didn't expect it to all be in vain.

"It's a good thing that Yesseca is in a good state. It proves that she can accept her own death. Since she can accept it, we should also follow her example. Preslie, In these last few days, let's spend time happily with Yesseca." Preslie fervently nodded her head.

Time flew by as one day turned into another.

In the blink of an eye, another five days had passed.

During these five days, Yesseca's ward was filled with laughter every day.