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.

her eyes and didn't

steadily picked her

lowered her head awkwardly and dared not look at him. She was confused and flustered. Although Richie had said before that he

coming from him. "What are you looking forward

expression was extremely terrible. It seemed that he had seen through

her head, acquiesced in him.

lightly laughed and shook her off. His voice was still cold, and it was covered with a layer of frost. "You should know that if you fall in love with me, you will definitely be doomed

was so arrogant. Who would fall in love with

teased him in her mind, but she didn't show it on her face. Of course, she knew that he would treat her differently if she said

and seemed to be in a good mood. Consuela furrowed her eyebrows. She didn't know what she was talking about.

sparsely scattered part of the furniture in the house. There was a bed and two bedside cupboards. In the corner of the

by the blue thread at the pure white corners. It was so simple that people would be astonished

Sure enough, the capitalist was

egg noodles in his hand, Consuela leaned against the headboard of the

many years, but he met someone who wouldn’t praise him. Strangely, he

to comfort himself. Would she cry to

to look at her carefully. He had sighed more often after staying with

had chubby cheeks. The corners of her lips were a little nice, and her eyes were a bit curled up like crescent moons.

she smiled or not was

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

her tears, he only felt that his body and mind were separated. When he realized what he had don, he didn't

was he not averse to such a thing?

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

Consuela grumbled in a low voice. She couldn't sleep well, but she didn't push

didn't leave the room until Consuela suddenly reclined on the bed with her head