Stuck In His Heart

"I just want to cook noodles for you," she said in a low voice, her hands on the counter gradually losing their strength, and she trembled under the man's questioning.

She did not expect that she could not even cook the most basic noodles. Just due to her carelessness, the kitchen was like forcibly robbed.

All of a sudden, she squatted down and cried, "I gave Emily a day off. It's all my fault. I'm sorry."

Because of her current low power, she cried in a low voice, trying not to make Richie feel annoyed, as if she was escaping from the whole world.

Taking a deep breath, he raised his hand and pinched his forehead, feeling very impatient. He couldn't resist women's tears all his life, and he was somewhat worried about her.

She was fine with it, but she couldn't be the one to take care of her unborn baby.

After finding himself a proper excuse, he walked to the kitchen where he could stand, bent over and held the woman in his arms.

The muscles were well proportioned, and through the thin shirt, Consuela could see his face clearly. She immediately stopped crying, and there was confusion in her confused eyes.

Was he going to throw her out of the villa because she was too noisy?

She dared not to move for fear of being thrown down. Her long and wet eyelashes stuck together and couldn't open.

It was easy to tell that Richie was in a good mood, but she still felt scared and hopeless.

Richie was a little absent-minded when he saw her like this. When he stepped off a staircase, the woman in his arms stretched out her hands unconsciously and hooked them around his neck.

"Are you trying to strangle me?"

His voice was so cold that Consuela let go of him immediately and maintained her gesture, which made her feel insecure.

eyes and didn't know

out that she was a sly woman. The man steadily

confused and flustered. Although Richie had said

from him. "What are you

was extremely terrible. It seemed that he had seen through all Consuela's

Consuela shook her head, acquiesced in

layer of frost. "You should know that if you fall in love with me, you will definitely be

so arrogant. Who would fall in love with such a man with

it on her face. Of course, she knew that he would treat her differently if she said

out directly. He walked more softly than usual and seemed to be in a good mood. Consuela furrowed her eyebrows. She didn't know what she

house. There was

curtain was also covered with complicated pattern outlined by the blue thread

view and sighed for a few seconds. Sure enough, the capitalist was very stingy, and he could treat

the headboard of the bed, sleeping. Her long hair draped over her shoulders, she

but he met someone

and tried to comfort himself. Would she cry to thank

look at her carefully. He had sighed more often after

of her lips were a

smiled or not was very

down his bowl and approached her as quietly as he could. When he got

wipe her tears, he only felt that his body and mind were

why was he not averse to

body's reaction to wipe her tears gently. When his hand touched her smooth and delicate skin, the warm touch extended into

grumbled in a low voice. She couldn't sleep

leave the room until Consuela suddenly reclined