Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 11 That Woman

They had a sumptuous meal. Consuela didn't say anything but bowed her head in silence. She could only force a smile at the delicious food in front of her parents.

The atmosphere of the opposite was very harmonious, which was in stark contrast to her glazed eyes.

Oh, it seemed that she was the only one who had lived the most sour life in the world.

"Harry, don't you like that best? Why don't you eat today? " Sheryl asked Harry, whose face remained unchanged.

Glancing from the corner of her eyes that the person on the other side was quite gloomy. Her smile became brighter and painted beautifully in the light of the glazed lamp.

The sadder Consuela was, the happier she was.

"Your sister is the protagonist today." Harry answered her and wiped her mouth with tissue on the table.

They acted so naturally and intimately that Sheryl felt flattered.

The affectionate picture of Harry and Sheryl made Consuela feel a lump in her throat.

The chef at home was getting worse at cooking. He must have put too much vinegar in those dishes, or else how could they be so sour.

After dinner, Consuela's mother invited her to stay for a night. "Consuela, just stay here tonight. Your father will drive you back to the company tomorrow," she offered.

Holding a plate of fruit, Consuela paused a little and said with a smile, "Thank you. I will come back to keep you company after I take a few days off from work." After a pause, she continued, "I want to make more money to support you financially."

When she smiled, there were two dimples on the corners of her mouth that indistinctly reduced her age. She looked very sweet.

"Don't be too tired. Go home if you can't do it. Your father can support you." Johnson raised his head to look at her with satisfaction in his slightly turbid eyes.

Consuela seemed to have grown up into an adult all of a sudden. As her parents, they were very happy to see that.

on, Consuela was finally

for Harry to give you a ride?" Sheryl asked in a low

the sofa in the living room.

never want to be

I can do it on my own." She waved

lamps lit up her vision, and the night wind was getting stronger and stronger. Her dress was

long it took, when a familiar low-key car passed her. The street

on his face through the large window. The familiar face now

one after another, but she still stood there until the tail of the last bus disappeared in her

put in a difficult position. After

she sat on the platform, with her head in her lap and her shoulders

but she became the target of the public.

pulled her to his side to torture her. Harry always had a disgusted

Her voice was fragile and childish. "Is my

her only comfort.

her hand to

child. How could she be so weak?

she finally faced the strange gaze of the passers-by. She patted her skirt and stood up again. She stopped a

fell on her face, and the driver in the car

her head against the glass window, Consuela kept silent

on the top floor, Richie pulled off his tie and closed his eyes for a rest. His phone that

opened his eyes impatiently. His eyes darkened when he saw the name on the screen. 'Huh, the ex-girlfriend who broke up with me because of the

called him in order to keep her low profile and keep going

the desk. Since he was not in a

and situation, Richie leafed through the documents in his hand. His casual posture made the

know how long it took before the

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