Stuck In His Heart

Then she leaned back against the counter and began to stroke her belly, properly forcing her to look shy and satisfied.

Every time it came to the critical moment, her acting skill would erupt.

"He has done a lot for me, but I can't do anything for him. I've always been feeling guilty," with a smile, she continued, "That's why I want to cook for him."

Suddenly she raised her head and looked Nancy in the eye. With a seductive smile on her lips, she said, "He gave me a lot of tolerance and care, and I want to repay him a little bit of warmth."

His care and tolerance? She had never seen such things from the man.

Having been fooled by Consuela's words, Nancy didn't know what to say anymore. She thought that the couple were in a good relationship.

She frowned and didn't know how to retort. It was a good thing that Mrs. Consuela was kind to Mr. Richie, but Well, just let the young couple have their way.

"Okay, I'll help you then," Nancy suggested with a smile, relaxed.

She couldn't stop worrying about Mrs. Consuela if she really did it alone.

"Thank you, Nancy," Consuela said as she put the hair to her ears. Then she began to wash the vegetables.

It didn't take a long time to cook the vegetables, only four dishes and one soup. They weren’t very bumper, but they were put much effort.

Looking at the woman whose long hair was loosely coiled and who was seriously cooking, Nancy finally believed that Mrs. Consuela was really good at cooking.

The rumor that she wasn't a good cook mustn't be true.

The dinner was ready at seven o'clock in the evening. After she finished, Consuela went upstairs to take a shower. Although she turned on th lampblack machine, the smell of food still filled the air.

It must be fragrant, but not doting.

message box. She had to sit on the sofa with legs crossed, waiting

to watch the news. She felt sleepy when she heard the plain but not loud

Whenever she closed her eyes, she

Richie stood up and was about to leave after he resolved the complicated tasks in his

meeting for several hours, and the tasks needed to be handed

to stand up frowned and asked

air entered the room and stared at the man's silent face. He didn't

to report all cooperative

and finish it or I'll replace you." Hearing the long series of sentences, Richie turned his head to look at the world outside the

and dark eyes were glimmering with a cold light. He showed no expression on his face, while his body was exuding invisible

judge by his

he had to fast report it with a long face.

his salary. He had

and she has also made Wang Group

kind of reward Richie would give to

him. "I'll take care of

the dinner with Richie,

two of them, and his face became

let Tim clean up the mess. No matter how many timed were called back, he didn't

car sped on the busy street in front of the villa,

was like a dull cat would

what he was thinking now was the insignificant

the second floor were still off, Consuela might have already gone

changing his shoes, he walked into the living room. He thought over what had happened before,

cross legged on the sofa, she watched the soap opera, not noticing that someone was approaching behind her until she heard the man's voice. "Oh, it's your road with an idiot