Stuck In His Heart

When Consuela went back to her flat, she received a message, reminding her not to be late for work tomorrow.

It was an unfamiliar number. Judging from the short and imperative tone, she knew who it was without doubt.

Consuela didn't reply to him. She sat on the bed for a long time and then cooked a bowl of noodles for herself. It was dark, and it was difficult to see the stars and the moon in the abandon city.

Her heart was like a tangled rope, binding her thoughts.

She was about to face the man who had a lot of hatred for her and no one could protect her.

She avoided everything that night so she didn't find anything suspicious. Or perhaps she just trusted Sheryl so much.

But she would feel guilty to suspect her sister.

Sheryl had no motivation to do that.

With a heavy heart, Consuela fell asleep. The next morning, as the alarm clock rang, she woke up.

Following her memory, Consuela walked to the secretary department. There were already many people in the office, chatting about various kinds of stuff, which made her feel uncomfortable.

The sound of greetings was completely ignored in their conversation.

However, a pair of distinguished black and white eyes was looking at her at the next table. A young beautiful girl smiled and said, "Welcome new colleagues to Mr. Richie's palace."

The secretary department was like his harem.

After a while, her smile became stiff. Now she seemed to have become a member of his imperial household, and she was pregnant with his child.

was really

minutes for the short haired girl to have a nice chat with Consuela, and she had a good

led to the man's office. She stood at the door, watching the man work.

come over for anything. Silence was like the greatest punishment, because you would never know what would

the man slowly raised

spoken for a long time, he said in a low, magnetic and hoarse voice, and his tone was still superior.

to say anything more. She just walked up to the

of helplessness, and the dimples on the corners

on the ground? Or just because you are afraid of me? " The man raised his hand and knocked on the European style wooden table, trying to wake her up. But his

had a poker face or a face full of disdain, and all in all, he never had a good look on his face.

eyelashes fluttered, Consuela looked away to avoid being focused and asked in a low voice, "Why did you

for one more second. No matter

acting was so pitiful. Didn't she think about the

you showing off for? I asked you to work, not to look down upon me. "

man's mood slightly turned better. He smiled and looked

in his expression, but it was a little cunning. "Make

knew he was using his power to get back at her, but she didn't dare

almost noon. She had been a student of a famous school, but now she had to stay in a small corner

money for her baby's

the half copies of the files, Richie raised his eyes and continued to say, "After the meeting is over, prepare a cup of black coffee without sugar for

looking at her in front of

of cake for Richie to get rid of this

Consuela answered, biting her lips. Her

"Well, I hope you don't drug me this time. I

head abruptly and stared at him, her black