Stuck In His Heart

Water began to seep down from his delicate facial features, and his black hair was dripping down. "Don't be silly. It's normal for an accident to happen again. I am the one who have the final say on resignation."

Looking at his arrogant face, Consuela was at a loss for words all of a sudden. She couldn't find a word to describe how shameless he was.

She asked, "Can't I have any freedom?"

When he dried his hair, he stopped and laughed, his face cold. "It seems that you have a bad memory. You need to be reminded of the words I've told you before."

He had said to ruin her freedom.

Upon hearing that, Consuela's hands trembled. She lowered her voice and swore, "Aren't you afraid that I won't help you anymore?"

The Ye Clan seemed to be satisfied with her. What if she made a scene and embarrassed him?

"Consuela, you don't dare!" The man's tone was firm, as if he was sure that she was a coward.

What he said was right, but she dared not. She had too many scruples that she would not accept whatever she lost.

Her words came to a sudden stop. There was a pause in the conversation. Richie seemed to be reminding her of her resignation. After giving her a meaningful look, he went upstairs.

The place she was going to stay today was the guest room next to his room, and there was only a short corridor between them.

The milk in her hand had already gone cold, and the light turned orange again. She raised her head and drank it all in one gulp, staying on the sofa in the living room for a long time.

The room was quiet. All kinds of luxurious items glowed with radiant brilliance. Consuela silently went upstairs and opened the door with the key that the housekeeper gave her.

At the end of the corridor was the man's room. She looked sideways and directly pushed the door in without hesitation, with a long sigh.

She felt helpless.

was also decorated in a cold color. The furniture was simple

was wet as she walked

soft light of the sleeping lamp sprinkled on her body. On her face there was a rare uncertainty

to be in a trance, and every time she was free, she would think

fright,

was massaging her lower abdomen slowly with a soft layer of cloth. And

and down

she did not want to raise it

about her pregnancy? And how should she

about it the

She had to wait

were full of cyan. She wanted to smile, but she could not

unhappy, the more excited Richie would

her hand and patted her numb face. She tried to warn herself that she could not let her

the living room, there was simple Chinese style breakfast on the table. The neatly made man was reading a newspaper in a lethargic and noble posture in the first morning light, which was like a person in a

the dark circles around her

sleep the whole night, but got dark circles around her eyes. She still did

He stressed on the word "my" on purpose, as if he was afraid that she would not

not in a good mood today, she slowly walked up to Richie. Her face looked even paler, making it

up the newspaper again

head, she said in a light voice as

matter how good it was, she was reluctant to

soft voice, "Consuela, now that you're not around, I'm afraid I'll have