My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

Chapter 2248



Celine took out her phone.

"I'll call Preslie and ask her to give us the recipes right away!"

The phone suddenly rang.

Preslie was speaking with the renovation crew when her phone rang. "Sorry, let me take this call."

Checking the caller ID, Preslie stumped.

It was her mother.

She didn't know what to make of it right then.

Ever since giving the patisserie to them, Preslie felt that she had already cut ties with her family. But her mother's call at this time...

After much deliberation, she answered it in the end.

After all, her mother was still unconscious when her father and sister asked for the patisserie.

Besides, she never asked how her mother was doing and if she had woken up.

Now that her mother had taken the initiative, she should answer it and check in with her.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Preslie pressed the answer button.

"Mom," Preslie said with a hint of concern, "How are you doing?"

Celine was not in the mood to discuss her health with Preslie.

She chided, "Preslie, why didn't you give your father the pastry recipes? How do you expect him to run a business when he doesn't have them?" Preslie was taken aback.

She didn't expect her mother to call for that.

To think she cared about her mother...

Her heart sank.

No longer caring for her mother's condition, Preslie said, "Mom, what more do you want when you've already gotten the patisserie? don't have the recipes! Even if I did, I wouldn't give them to you! Content

"Also, I've already compromised by giving you the patisserie. Never come looking for me again. This is the last time I'll ever answer your call. I will never answer any of them ever again!"

With that, Preslie ended the call.

However, her mood was still sour.

Preslie's chest heaved violently.

Yesseca happened to walked in at that moment.

She went to make some purchases for the renovation. However, the happy Preslie she left seeing was now upset upon her return.

Knowing something was up, she asked, "Preslie, what's wrong?"

Preslie sniffled.

She shook her head and said, "Nothing."

Looking at her, Yesseca pointed out, "Look at yourself in the mirror and tell me nothing. Aren't we friends? C'mon, tell me."

Tears pooled in Preslie's eyes.

Her eyes downcast, she said, "My mom called."

Yesseca was stumped.

She didn't know why Preslie's mother called, but she knew it definitely wasn't anything good.

Sure enough, Preslie explained, "I would definitely have not answered it if it were my dad or Amelia. But I answeredit, seeing it was my mom. After all, I didn't ask anything about her after I left the hospital before she regained consciousness."

"I felt quite bad when I saw her call, thinking km a horrible daughter. thought should check in on her, but who would've thought she flat out accused me of not giving them your pastry recipes."

"I'm pathetic, aren't I, Yesseca. I shouldn't have even answered her call. I thought she had called because she missed me."