Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 3 Confession

In the following few days, everything was going smoothly. Consuela was getting better and calmer. She kept comforting herself that no one would know about this matter. She could take it as a dream and forget everything as if nothing happened.

Two weeks later, she plucked up the courage to confess her feelings to the man she had a crush on for a long time. Even if she failed she would regret nothing. At least, she had tried her best.

In the coffee shop.

With a pair of starry eyes on the handsome face, the man stared at her. "Hi, Consuela. What can I do for you?"

"Harry, I like you—"

"Ding!"

The mobile phone sounded as she confessed to him. With a huge crash, Harry stood up. Stunned by such a big reaction, Consuela, who was sitting opposite to him, felt very confused.

His expression was so ambiguous that his hand clenched the phone, trembling a bit. In fact, Consuela didn't think it was necessary for him to be so shocked. She had just summoned up the courage to confess her love to him.

Time seemed to have stopped.

Without answering, he just kept looking at the phone. His face grew pale. He didn't sit down again.

Lowering her head in shyness, Consuela realized that something was wrong. She raised her head to take a deep look at Harry, and her face became not as relaxed as before. She stood up and stretched her head, trying to see the contents on Harry's mobile phone to find out what happened.

"Hello, Harry..."

when she glanced, her pupils dilated in an instant and her breath smothered. A cold feeling spread from her back to her neck. She was too

"That, that is..."

of water on the table. She was concentrating on the

and dropped on her dress, but she didn't feel it at

the camera in some photos, while his handsome profile was shown in some other. And the woman

at her. The man's face was hard to recognize, but

could this

to breathe, and the more she thought of it, the more she felt difficult to believe what she had seen.

you say you

by the photo. He calmed himself and sat down again with

to respond

a hint of pain and hesitation in his

he wanted to refuse to see what was

low voice as if she was crying. She wondered why and how could these pictures

me," said Harry, who raised his head a little bit and closed his

if all her strength had been drained from her body in an instant. The phone slid down on the floor with a thud. How could she

betrayed him. The disappointment

her head, she lowered her head again because

were struggling in her

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