My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)



For some God-knows- why reason, Yesseca actually indulged in touching it. At this moment, a hoarse voice came. "You dimwit, feeling me up, huh."

Yesseca's hand quickly flinched away, and her face immediately flared up.

Hold up!

A bolt of white light struck across Yesseca's mind.

Tremaine was awake!NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

She immediately looked at Tremaine. Indeed, the man's eyes were open at this moment, and he was staring at her with a deep, bottomless gaze.

Yesseca was about to cry tears of joy.

She had waited so long, and Tremaine had finally woken up!

She'd almost thought that Tremaine would never wake up again!

Choked with sobs, Yesseca mumbled, "Tremaine, you're finally awake."

Tremaine scanned his surroundings and found that this was a completely unfamiliar place.

"Where is this place?" he asked.

As he spoke, he noticed that his throat was on fire; he sounded exceptionally hoarse.

"This is a fishing village. We were saved by an old couple. We fell into the sea..." Yesseca explained everything to him.

There was a ripple in Tremaine's black pupils.

"We made it out alive," he strained to say.

He thought, what were the chances? If there was no one there, he and Yesseca would have been swallowed by the boundless sea, turning into marine fossils.

Emotionally charged, Yesseca said, "We did make it out alive. You were in a coma for some time because you were shot, but you're okay now." Tremaine frowned slightly.

"Is it possible to contact the outside world here?" he asked.

Yesseca nodded. "We don't know where this place is. There's no signal at all. The fishermen only make a living by fishing. There's only one way to the city and they have to take a car, but there's only one car that leads to this fishing village and the city. It's sent once a week. We have to wait for a few more days."

Tremaine frowned even harder.

"Are you sure that there is no way to contact the outside world now?" he asked again.

Yesseca nodded and said firmly, "I'm sure. Otherwise, I would have sent you to the hospital long ago."

Tremaine didn't speak.

His deep black eyes were full of emotions as if he was thinking about something.

After a moment, he said, "Did I take any meds? Show me."

Yesseca immediately took out the large bag of medicine and said, "At that time, the old man invited a local doctor to treat you. The gunshot wound was not fatal. He removed the bullet..."

Before Yesseca could finish her words, Tremaine interrupted her, "Did I take the anti-inflammatory and antibiotics after the operation?" Yesseca was stunned for a moment before astonishment appeared in her eyes.

Tremaine was so smart!

He was aware of this.

Yesseca nodded. "Yes, the doctor instructed the couple to give you antibiotics and antiinflammatory drugs. But the old man doesn't know how to read and made a mistake. They gave you the blood-regulating medicine first."

Tremaine said nothing.

Yesseca was afraid that Tremaine would be angry, so she quickly spoke on their behalf, "That was just an oversight on their part. Besides, if it weren't for them, we would have died long ago."

Tremaine did not want to talk to Yesseca about this.

He said to Yesseca, "Yesseca, listen clearly what I have to say."

Yesseca held her breath.

Tremaine's words gave her the heebie-jeebies.

She straightened her back. "Speak."

Tremaine said, "I'm awake now, but I can't guarantee that I won't be in a coma again."

Yesseca panicked.

The man meant that he would faint again?

How could this be!

He was already awake, which meant that he was all safe and sound now, no?

How could he faint again?

Yesseca couldn't help but say, "Aren't you already well? How can you still faint when you wake up? That's impossible!" Tremaine took a deep look at Yesseca and said, "Listen to me first."

Yesseca kept quiet.

Tremaine continued, "I know how I'm feeling. I could feel better now, but drop dead the next moment."

Yesseca's heart seemed to have been struck by a blunt weapon.

She knew what he meant.

"No, it's impossible!" She shouted, "Absolutely impossible!"

Tremaine said, "I may fall into a coma again. During this period, you need to feed me medicine. If I'm unconscious for more than 12 hours, just stab me with a knife."

In Tremaine's mind, Yesseca wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, so he elaborated, "Don't stab me in the heart Stab my arms and legs, so the pain will wake me up."

Then it depended on whether his willpower could help him escape from death.

He was confident.

He had not experienced anything in the past and yet had survived the hail of bullets.

He believed that God would not take him, yet.

Tremaine originally wanted to speak more, but his throat was parched.

In the end, Tremaine only said, "Yesseca, wait for me to wake up."

After that, he lay there.

He didn't fall asleep. His eyes were wide open, but he couldn't say a word.

Yesseca could see that Tremaine was enveloped in pain and seemed to be wrestling with it.

Yesseca panicked.

She asked anxiously next to him, "Tremaine, what's wrong? Don't freak me out, what's wrong with you?"

But no matter how hard she asked, Tremaine didn't answer.

He looked at Yesseca and his mouth moved. He wanted to say something but couldn't.

Yesseca was extremely anxious.

"Are you thirsty? You can't speak because of thirst. By the way, you haven't eaten yet. You must be very hungry. I'll bring you some water and porridge."

After that, Yesseca rushed out of the bedroom.

When she arrived at the dilapidated

hall, Yesseca took a mug and

poured a glass of hot water from the kettle, and then asked the old couple if they had anything to eat. The old couple was excited when they heard that Tremaine was awake, so they quickly served a bowl of leftover porridge from the morning.

Yesseca went in with porridge and warm water.

She knew that for people like Tremaine, porridge would not be something he was used to.

But there was no other way. Under such conditions, it was already quite good to have porridge.

When she reached the bedroom, Yesseca went agape.

Because Tremaine had lost consciousness again.

"Clang!"

The mug and bowl in her hand crashed to the ground...