Stuck In His Heart

The man's strength of his hand suddenly increased, and she let out a soft cry between her lips and teeth, like a weak little beast admitted defeat.

"Tell me, where did you go today?" With a heavy redness at the end of his eye, Richie looked down at her, terrifying.

Consuela didn't think she had done anything wrong. She was about to explain but then an idea occurred to her. "It's so boring here. I just go out for a walk."

She said it frankly and looked straight into his eyes without any scruple. She had thought about thousands of kinds of his answers.

But she didn't expect that the man, who was full of confidence a second ago, suddenly loosened his grip on her and fell backward.

It was like a picture showing in a cartoon, which was so lively that she felt her heart was lifted up.

She tried to hold him in panic, but failed.

Consuela didn't remember how she made a phone call to the hospital. When she came back to her senses, she was already in the ambulance.

Neither Nancy nor Emily was in the villa. She wondered if Richie had given them a day off, so there was no helper at the moment.

A doctor sat opposite them with an indifferent look on his face. After giving Richie a simple oxygen inhalation, he left to watch.

She saw the man lying on the stretcher, pale faced, his eyelashes trembling. At this moment, he had got rid of all his domineering demeanor, only fragile ones.

Consuela pursed her lips and didn't want to look at him anymore.

In her eyes, this man should not be like this.

Looking at the car approaching the gate of HR Hospital, Consuela let out a bitter smile. 'What a coincidence! It's my second visit here today, ' she thought.

As soon as Richie was sent to the gate of the hospital, Cassie in the white coat arrived. She spent extra hours on a nonstop operation. She looked exhausted.

Dr. King do it

look at Consuela, a mixed feeling set in her heart. She shouldn't have told Consuela about those

for her talking, how could this arrogant man have been forced

at Richie's face, which was almost as white as

calm when an acquaintance died in front

to the patients who had crashed into her. They

she was stopped outside the emergency room. Looking at the red light which

not do anything wrong either to make him angry or to infuriate him, nor to mention to his face the incident happened three years

she felt guilty

didn't greet her in a gentle and strong manner, however, when he saw her, his

go back to the villa and worrying about the baby

Maybe...

down on the plastic armchair. Crossing her fingers, she began to tremble

was caught in a

she hope that he could directly fall asleep without being treated unfairly anymore,

red light, she gradually

lips. She couldn't make the decision

room was off. Cassie didn't even take off her surgical gown. Her

hoarse voice, her hand holding the lower

some water? Are you tired?" Consuela looked

big mouth, she might really

them into the trash can.

was a few steps from the stairway to the elevator. Because of the high floor, not many

eyes. She asked, "Did you say something that you shouldn't have

of them knew clearly what she should not say.

a short pause, she decided to deny, "No. I didn't tell him. He asked me where I was. I didn't answer his question before he

in the eyes of the person on the other side, she smiled with self mockery