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.

really

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

less than an hour, Consuela was led to the man's office. She stood at the door, watching the man

over for anything. Silence was like the greatest punishment, because

man slowly raised his head from the documents and looked

long time, he said in a low, magnetic and

her head, not daring to say anything more. She just walked up to the man, waiting for his orders.

of helplessness, and the dimples on the corners became more

you are afraid of me? " The man raised his hand and knocked on the European style wooden table, trying to wake

seemed that when he faced her, he only had a poker face or a face full of disdain, and all in all, he never had a good look on

being focused and asked in a low voice, "Why

was a torture for her to stay in front of him for one more

at her and laughed. Her acting was so pitiful. Didn't she

to work, not to look down upon me. " The man looked up at her, his

nervousness, the man's mood slightly turned better.

There was no change in his expression, but it was

power to get back at her, but she didn't dare to

all of the documents copied, and it was almost noon. She had been a student of a famous school, but now she had to

order to earn money for her baby's

and continued to say, "After the meeting is

looking at her in front

cake for Richie to get rid

lips. Her head

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

scared Consuela to death. She raised her head abruptly and stared at him, her black eyes filled