My Heart only Beats for You

"Saoirse, if this man doesn't want to marry you, he will have to face death!" "Father." Saoirse looked at her father with her teary eyes and said, "You taught us to be kind since we were young. You should teach us by words and deeds, but you only taught us through words, not by deeds. Father, how would I be able to obey you then?" "Saoirse, I gave him a chance. This is the family's rule. I was willing to let him marry my most precious daughter, but he refused." Saoirse shook her head with her voice sounding a little choked. "Father, it's up to him to make the decision. You have seen for yourself that he's currently on a sick bed, not having the ability to even get up and move. That's why you can aim your pistol at him. Stop it, Father. We aren't supposed to treat an injured person who can't move at all in such a way. How would others look at you if words get out?" Erhardt was dumbstruck by her words. After a while, he took back his pistol. "Okay, I'll wait for him to recover then." Erhardt then stormed off in anger.

Saoirse stared at Matthew with tears in her eyes. "William, I'll respect you for any decision you make." After that, she ran away in tears.

Saoirse cried for three whole days, and Liselle watched her being in such a state of despair during those three days.

Liselle felt her heart aching so much.

In her eyes, Saoirse was the most beautiful and outstanding lady in the whole world, and no man could match with such a lady like her.

Yet now, although Saoirse willingly wanted to marry a man, it was the man who didn't want to.

Liselle was really furious.

She definitely wouldn't allow such a thing to happen.

She had to make that man marry Saoirse. She couldn't bear seeing Saoirse being in such great despair.

On that day, Liselle sneaked out of the mansion.

She met with a man with his hair cut short.

The man gave Liselle a paper bag, and Liselle gave him a box of gold in return.

"Does it really work?" Liselle asked.

The man replied with certainty, "You can rest assured that it will work. It wasn't easy forto get my hands on these. Just a little bit would paralyze the nerves of a person." Liselle then quietly returned to the mansion with the paper bag stuffed in her pocket.

When she arrived at the mansion, she saw Saoirse there.

Saoirse was standing there in the garden. She was absent-mindedly gazing at the flowers, and her face was pale as paper.

Liselle felt as if her heart had been pricked by needles.

Ever since that man sounded his refusal to marry Saoirse, she had been like this.

Liselle couldn't help but walk over.

"Miss Saoirse," she called out softly.

Saoirse gave Liselle a glance as she forced a smile. "Hello, Liselle." "Miss Saoirse, are you still feeling sad?" Saoirse shook her head. "I'm not sad, Liselle, I'm just worried. I'm worried that Father might do something to William after, even if he let William go now." "Miss Saoirse, marrying you is definitely the best choice for him." "Liselle, everyone has their rights to make their own decisions. It is William's own decision." A trace of grey appeared in Saoirse's eyes.

"Miss Saoirse, there are so many other men who are head over heels for you. How could he actually refuse to marry you? He's simply too arrogant!" Liselle couldn't help but raise her voice. Saoirse's face changed slightly.

"Liselle, you are not allowed to say that!" Liselle's face was bitter.

She then lowered her head. "I was wrong." Saoirse didn't say a word anymore as she continued looking at the flowers in a daze.

Liselle bit her lower lip hard as she walked away.

She went to the kitchen to fetch a bowl of hot soup.

She then brought the hot soup to the room where Matthew was in.

When she was at the door, she carefully looked around, then put the substances in the paper bag from her pocket and poured it into the soup.

The man told her that she only had to put a little, but Liselle still put them all.

She even had such a malicious thought, that it was best if that drug would cause a bad side effect, and an overdose would make him die! Liselle walked into the room.

The man had his eyes closed, and Liselle didn't know whether or not he was asleep.

Liselle's gaze fell on the man.

He was very handsome, with sharp features, curly eyelashes, a tall and straight nose and thin lips.

"Such an attractive man," Liselle thought.

No wonder even Saoirse would fall for him.

The man's eyes opened suddenly.

The sharp gaze made Liselle jump in fright.

Seeing that it was Liselle who cin, the sharpness in his eyes soon faded.

He had just fallen asleep earlier.

However, he was still quite clear-minded even in his sleep, and just a slightest of movements would wake him up.

"Sir, I have cto serve you a bowl of hot soup," Liselle said.

"Thank you, but I do not have the appetite for it now." Lily deliberately emphasized, "Sir, you should drink at least a little. You need to consmore nutritious food to get better quickly. Only then could you get well and leave this place." Matthew's eyes darkened slightly. "Thank you, Liselle." It made Liselle's hatred towards him grow even more.

How could this man actually want to leave Saoirse so badly? He immediately agreed once he heard her saying that he could leave soon if he gets well.

Liselle suppressed her hatred deep down.

She brought the hot soup over to Matthew.

Matthew was already well enough that he could sit up a little.

He took the bowl of soup from Liselle.

"Please, Liselle." Matthew paused for a moment. "Helpsend my apologies to Saoirse. She is a really nice lady, a really kind and aweslady." Liselle remained calm and replied, "I will. Please drink up, Sir." Matthew did not drink it. He asked Liselle with a complicated look, "How is Saoirse doing currently?" Liselle moved her gaze down. "Miss Saoirse is currently very very sad, and she would cry really often." Matthew kept silent for a moment.

His tone was tinged with a hint bitterness. "Liselle, do comfort her and tell her not to be too sad."

Liselle couldn't help but say, "Sir, why wouldn't you marry Miss Saoirse you don't want her to be sad? As long N as you would agree to marry Miss Saoirse, she would definitely not be sad anymore." The bitterness between Matthew's lips beceven more obvious.

The figure of a young lady appeared in his mind.

The lady was dancing in pirouettes, wearing a bright flaring red dress.

Matthew didn't reply and directly drank the hot soup.

Liselle breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Matthew drinking the soup.

She then stood up and said, "Sir, have a good rest.

I shall leave first." The man who gave her the drugs told her that the drugs would take effect approximately 30 minutes after consuming.

Just exactly thirty minutes later, Liselle went to meet the Saoirse's father.

She found Erhardt.

She said to Erhardt with her voice

choking in tears, "Master, please help Miss Saoirse. Miss Saoirse is really sad and and she wouldn't eat at all. She has been crying all day for the past few days. How gaunt has she become. Master, I beg you, please help her." Erhardt's expressions went stiff. "She deserves it. She could've directly killed that man! She was the one who did it to herself!" Erhardt turned his body around.

Liselle went forward to Erhardt again.

"Thump!" She knelt directly in front of Erhardt.

"Master, you have only asked the man once. Perhaps he would agree ΟΥΤ to it if you ask him again. Miss NO Saoirse is so beautiful, perhaps he would agree if you approach him another time."