Stuck In His Heart

After the three of them finished eating their porridge, Consuela received a phone call and walked to the balcony. She completely ignored Richie's inquiring gaze.

It was Debbie.

Before Debbie could say anything else, Consuela asked with a stern look, "Who answered your phone? Don't tell me he's your brother. I remember you told me you're the only child in your family."

Her tone was somewhat domineering. As expected, the weak would be gradually infected after being together with the strong for a long time.

Sometimes she even felt that she was a bit similar to Richie.

Debbie didn't expect that she would ask such a straightforward question. She explained vaguely, "That's one of my ordinary friends. I just went to the bathroom, and you happened to call me."

She blurted it out without a pause. If the man hadn't kept silent for more than ten seconds, she might have believed it.

"Do you really think I'm stupid?" Consuela asked, taking a bite of the grape angrily.

It was impossible for an ordinary friend to come here in such a hurry without any precaution. She could put the phone next to him.

It was a poor lie.

Debbie said in a low voice, as if trying to avoid someone, "Actually, that's my cousin."

Before Consuela could finish her sentence, a loud bang was heard from the phone. Then the man's voice was heard again.

The man chuckled and said, "I am her beloved brother."

His voice rose slightly at the end, as if he was in an extremely happy mood.

When Consuela was about to say something, the man who had cleaned up the table walked up to her slowly and rested his chin on her head.

A muffled voice came from above, "Who are you calling so happily?"

The smile on his face became bigger and bigger, which even made her feel a little uncomfortable.

As soon as she heard the scary voice, Debbie grabbed her phone from the man's hand and asked in confusion, "Consuela, are you...

You... With whom?"

cut off in

time on the screen. She remembered

they two had some

didn't say a word in the company,

this hospital. It seemed that she met her somewhere.

man on the sickbed, who was teased by his fans as the national dream man, came over, and his face was pressed against hers. The outline of his charming face

are you

She turned around and pushed him away. Standing

lie to those little girls about his stoic

smiled and

the phone, Richie's eyes became a little sharp. His thin lips

saying, he turned his head to look at the man in the ward who had nothing to do,

I don't have a little lover, but I just don't want to

he specifically stated that their relationship should

a satisfying lady

whether to mock her or praise her,

sun shone brightly in

said solemnly, "I will remember

walked into the ward, leaving

This strange man.

her. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Come in if

words, but she felt extremely

right about what she had thought before. Richie had an intravenous drip which

smiled helplessly. She walked into the wad with

always hoped that the atmosphere would be like this. However, she knew clearly that it wouldn't last

for her to turn her good nature

from the disease when he was the most vulnerable. As long as there were people willing

and took Tim away. Reluctance was written all over his face, like a mouse ran into a cat and

between the two persons, Consuela was curious and asked, "Have they had any