My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

Chapter 1781



Tremaine was the one piloting the helicopter.

"You... you're not dead!" Yesseca stammered out.

Tremaine turned back.

His face was covered in dust and had streaks of blood over it. He looked especially dishevelled, but it made him look oddly handsome.

Tremaine said coldly, "You're the one who's dead."

Yesseca was speechless.

She sat up.

Scenes flickered through her mind.

At her and Kyi in's wedding, Tremaine had stormed in with a gun. It was then followed by that terrifying explosion, turning a wedding into a scene from hell.

Yesseca's face blanched.

She said in a trembling voice, "Where's Selina? And Kyi in and everyone else?"

She sounded like she was about to cry.

Tremaine's irritation grew.

His voice became even frostier. "Yesseca Cowell, focus on keeping yourself alive for now, instead of worrying about others!"

They were still in danger!

Fortunately, he had reacted quickly enough to jump before the bomb exploded.

He'd found Yesseca unconscious on the ground after landing.

Bombs were still exploding left, right and centre.

Tremaine could see that the people behind this would only stop when he was dead. They were not worried about collateral damage whatsoever.

He immediately pulled Yesseca onto his back and ran, spotting a helicopter in the distance.

It had probably been commissioned to record the wedding from the air. Tremaine instantly got into the helicopter so that he could fly them to Nashaland. Otherwise, it was highly likely that they would die there.

"No, I want to get out. I need to find them!" Yesseca shouted.

She could not be so selfish and only think of herself!

Yesseca's words gave Tremaine a headache.

"You idiot." Tremaine stopped before he could finish his words.

His gaze changed.

He saw a few helicopters chasing them from behind.

"Sh*t!" he swore.

He did not think that they would still be after him.

Five minutes later, Tremaine knew that he could not outrun them.

They were using military helicopters while he was in a regular one. There was no way he could get away.

Tremaine looked down.

They were flying above the ocean.

Tremaine said to Yesseca, "Can you swim?"

Yesseca was taken aback.

"Tell me, do you know how to swim?" Tremaine almost shouted, his voice carrying an obvious urgency.

Yesseca realized the gravity of this matter.

She said, "Yes, I can swim well."

When she was younger, she'd been rather weak, though not yet to the point of being hospitalised.

Yesseca's mother had heard that swimming could strengthen her body, so she often took Yesseca swimming.

Yesseca realized that she had an aptitude for swimming.

Although she did not swim very frequently as an adult, the basics had been deeply drilled into her.

Tremaine breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Yesseca say that.

This was good news.

He said grimly, "Listen closely to every word I say, Yesseca. There's a parachute behind you, put it on right now."

Yesseca's breath caught in her throat.

She subconsciously did everything he said.

After putting on the parachute,

Tremaine said, "I want you to jump out right now and open up the. parachute. You'll land in the ocean. After that, swim somewhere safe and look for help."

He turned back and looked her right in the eyes. "Yesseca, promise me you'll stay alive."

This made Yesseca's heart skip a beat.

It sounded like a ominous premonition.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Her voice trembling, she asked, "What are you going to do, then?"

"Just do as you're told and cut the crap," Tremaine replied.

"No, you have to jump too!" Yesseca said.

She hurriedly rummaged around for another parachute but found that there was only one.

The blood drained from her face. "Tremaine, there aren't any more parachutes. What are we going to do?"

"I know that there's only one!" Tremaine sounded ferocious. "That's why I asked you to go! Don't you understand me, you idiot!"

He was aware that there was only one parachute.

He could predict the weight that the parachute could bear.

It could only support one person's weight.

Yesseca felt a chill along her spine.

Tremaine had known from the beginning!

He knew that there was only one parachute on the helicopter!

He wanted to give her a chance to live!

Then what about him?

What was he going to do?

Yesseca quickly walked over to him and said in a panicked voice, "Tremaine, I'm not going to jump on my own. We're going to jump together. I can't just leave you here like this!"

Tremaine was furious.

The people on their trail would catch up with them at any second, yet Yesseca was still blabbering on about such rubbish!

She didn't even know how much danger they were in at the moment!

These people wanted his life, and they'd do anything to get it!

Yesseca had to flee for her life.

If she were to fall into their hands, she would most definitely be dead meat.

"Yesseca, get the f*ck out of here! You f*cking idiot!" Tremaine couldn't help yelling.

This was the first time Tremaine had scolded Yesseca like this, but she didn't get mad.

Her eyes were red, but she stood her ground. "Tremaine, I want us to jump together. If there's only one parachute, we can share it."

Seeing that the military helicopters behind them were getting closer, Tremaine became more anxious.

He suppressed his emotions and

said to her, "Vesseca, the parachute

can only bear the weight of one person. we share it, the parachute won't be able to function and we'll turn into minced meat when we land

in the ocean. Can you understand that?" Content belongs to

Yesseca knew that Tremaine's words made sense.

However, nothing was absolute. There might still be a chance of survival, however slim.

If she were to jump and leave Tremaine alone, he probably wouldn't make it out alive.

Because she knew that he would leave her with the greatest chance of survival. Just like how he'd made her jump out the window first.

She didn't know why the helicopters were chasing them, but she knew there was no way he'd be able to survive if he stayed on this helicopter. Otherwise, he wouldn't tell her to jump. Content belongs to

Yesseca's eyes glistened with tears.

After a while, she suddenly said, "Tremaine, I've never used a parachute before. I don't think I can jump out on my own. Can you push me?"

Tremaine was lost for words.

If he wasted any more time giving her a push, it would be equivalent to a suicide mission.