Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 22 A Concert (4)

Harry was much taller than her, especially when she was not wearing high heels.

When he stood in front of her, he was just like a piece of suppressed rock. At this moment, the usual tenderness in his eyes was gone.

Disdain and shock could be seen in his eyes. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the name card that she had added to.

"devil"? How could a normal person be made up of such a name?

"Harry, what's up? "

She raised her head and smiled imperceptibly. This man was already her brother-in-law. Why couldn't she open her mouth?

Did she need to be shy?

Facing the man's eyes of jealousy, she really couldn't hypnotize herself. The man came here to show his love, but she was unqualified.

Before she hung up, the one on the other end of the line heard what she said clearly. Richie didn't say anything to remind her. He just listened in silence.

He would like to know how embarrassed they would be when they met, as these two identities were quite changeable.

"Consuela, I really didn't expect you to be such a woman. You can't just randomly find a paramour to take your residence booklet and rush to register, can you?"

"Is it because the man who took the porn photos with you doesn't want you anymore and you want to ruin yourself?"

"Humph, I thought you were disgusting, but now I look down upon you."

The man's voice became louder, with overwhelming sorrow in his eyes. His sight was like a knife, cutting her heart inch by inch.

Her bloody pain finally reached the climax.

my business whether you are disgusting or not," yelled Consuela, trying to hide the red color

must look terrible

her several crazy expressions, Harry suddenly sneered

not connected to each other for the purpose of torturing each other.

thin, mixed with countless anger and

mouth with both hands. She had loved Harry for a long

never

said such words

fell over her body, which created no warmth. Cold wind swept over, blowing away her long black hair.

anger came through from the phone in her hand. "How dare someone call me

her head, not

be making chicken soup for me right now?" she wiped

just want to take the unusual path. Come on!" he seemed to be smoking and

he had been

should she

and burst into tears. The low, weak moans of her body were rendered by the night scene,

was disturbed by the cry. He was somewhat irritable. He asked where

rules. It seemed that he was drifting. A gust of wind blew past when the car came to

number of that annoying Richie. She just couldn't figure out what he

get my household register now, I can't get a marriage license. What

the woman who crouched in the dark corner awkwardly. There was an

creature! He could make her fall apart just with a few words. That man

he had known what was in Consuela's mind right now, he wouldn't have

a fool of yourself here?" He walked over, with arrogance in his eyes. His white shirt was dyed

not yours." Consuela lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, like a helpless

his head, looked at her, and said impatiently, "Oh, I feel ashamed for you. You didn't dare to make a

girls his mother introduced to him were all ladies from the rich and powerful families. Each of them was rigid and pretentious.

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