My Heart only Beats for You

When most people ate steak, they would cut it into small pieces and then eat the pieces with a fork.

But Preslie didn't need to cut the steak up. She just ate the entire steak with a fork.

Sheldon was speechless.

A smile suddenly appeared on Sheldon's face.

He felt that Preslie was cute eating like that.

As a senior official of Nashaland, he had had many dinners with many fine ladies and big names from high

society.

They ate in a cultured manner, as if they were instructed by a textbook.

He always thought that although those women ate beautifully, it always made them look fake.

When it cto Preslie, he didn't think like that at all.

He looked again at Preslie eating.

It felt especially genuine.

At the stime, Preslie had also noticed Sheldon's gaze upon her.

She was about to swallow a piece of steak, but now she couldn't anymore.

The steak was stuck in her throat, and her cheeks suddenly becbulbous.

Sheldon looked at Preslie and suddenly thought of a creature.

A pufferfish.

He couldn't help but laugh.

Preslie didn't say anything.

She swallowed the steak in her mouth with great effort.

Oh no, she had really embarrassed herself this time.

She was hoping that Sheldon would kill her right now.

It was probably the first tSheldon had seen someone eat like this.

He must have thought that it was extremely hilarious.

Preslie's face turned red.

She regretted it.

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In fact, she should have eaten more carefully.

Now that she hadn't, she had beca laughingstock.

"Mr. Hawls, well, | was really hungry. | don't usually eat steak like that." Preslie tried to defend herself.

Yesseca said without thinking, "Preslie, you usually eat like that."

Preslie had no words for that.

Her mind was a mess.

Yesseca had broken the news!

Preslie looked desperately at Yesseca.

Yesseca understood what Preslie meant.

A hint of doubt appeared in her eyes right away.

Preslie didn't want her to say that?

Yesseca didn't understand.

Why didn't she want that?

It was true that she had eaten like this all along. Could it be that she was hoping to preserve a good image in

front of Sheldon?

That couldn't be.

While working in Agaphen City, sometimes they would bump into their male colleagues when they went out for

dinner, and they'd share a table. Preslie had never cared about how those people saw her.

So, why would she act prim and proper in front of Sheldon...

Was it because Sheldon's handsomeness made Preslie want to pay attention to her image in front of him?

Yesseca thought that this was possible.

She immediately said, "Mr. Hawls, | was wrong just now. It'sactually. | usually eat like a wolf and Preslie eats

like a lady. She must be very hungry today, so she's eating so fast. She always looks forward to having a good

meal." Yesseca smiled awkwardly after that.

What she said was totally untrue.

She usually didn't like to lie, but for the sake of upholding the good image of her best friend, she had to bite the

bullet and say it.

Sheldon shook his head.

He said, "Prestie, | think the way

you've been eating just now is great. Girls are too ladylike now, eating in small mouthfuls. That's not eating,

more like putting on a show. I think your way of eating just now was very cute."

Sheldon meant it from the bottom of his heart.

Preslie was excited when she heard that.

She opened her round eyes wide. "Mr. Hawls, is what you just said true?"

Sheldon nodded seriously.

Preslie felt as if her bones were about to float out of her body.

She had known Sheldon for so long, and she knew that Sheldon was a man of his word. A man like him would

never lie. Since he said so, he must be telling the truth! Preslie looked extremely happy.

She had thought that Sheldon would dislike her table manners. Little did she expect that Sheldon would actually

admire it.

Preslie looked at him in awe.

She remembered accompanying Amelia to have dinner with a man who had been seeing Amelia.

At that time, the man had been very disdainful of her table manners.

He even said in front of her that no woman ate like that.

He thought that she should have eaten like Amelia, like a chick pecking on its feed.

Preslie was over the moon. "Mr. Hawls, | used to only think you're handsome. Now | know not only are you

handsome, but also you have good taste. | also think my way of eating is correct!" She began to gobble up her

steak.

Yesseca was speechless this time.

Her mind was stuck for a while,

before she patted her forehead and

smiled at Sheldon in

embarrassment. "Mr. Hawls, my brain's getting worse and worse. | remember now. Preslie's always been eating

dinner this. It'swho pretends to be slow every t| eat. It's always me." Content Belongs to

Yesseca then laughed awkwardly once more.

Preslie reached out her hand under the table.

She took Yesseca's hand to express her gratitude.

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She knew that Yesseca was helping her out.

Yesseca was truly her best friend!

She looked at Yesseca in appreciation.

Yesseca sighed.

She hoped that Preslie wouldn't change her mind.

Otherwise, she would die of embarrassment.

However...

Yesseca's eyes flashed with suspicion.

Thinking of the conversation between Sheldon and Preslie just now...

She felt something was wrong.

But as for what exactly was wrong, Yesseca couldn't figure out.

In Nashaland's official banquet restaurant, Tremaine held a banquet to entertain Spencer.

The banquet was attended by only the two of them.

At the dining table, Spencer said with a bright smile, "Mr. Quartley, why didn't you bring your

fiancee here today?"

Tremaine smiled back and said, "I've brought her to you last time. | didn't this time, because after all, this dinner

is only for the two of us." Spencer laughed.

He raised his glass towards Tremaine.

After three rounds of drinking, he said, "Mr. Quartley, when will you and Miss Cowell hold your wedding?"

"Soon," Tremaine said.

"Oh." Spencer said casually, "I believe Miss Cowell should be from a commoner family."

Spencer had noticed Yesseca's circumstances at a glance.

She was definitely not a noblewoman.

A daughter born to nobility would naturally have a sense of grandeur and pride. She wouldn't be like Yesseca.

"Yes, her family's a commoner family." Tremaine didn't mind talking about Yesseca's familial background at all.

Spencer laughed and said, "Mr.

Quartley, | advise you to think twice about it. No president would marry a woman from an ordinary family. All the

previous presidents’ marriages were for furthering their political careers. It's definitely not wise for you to marry

a woman who isn't helpful to you."