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.

her phone. It was an empty message box. She had to sit on the sofa with legs crossed, waiting for him.

She felt sleepy

was pregnant, she became fond of sleep. Whenever she closed her eyes, she

CEO Office of Sruthan Building, with a European style celling lamp shimmering with cold light, Richie stood

needed to be handed over and the matters needing attention were

about to stand up frowned and asked someone to come in with a low voice.

man's silent face. He didn't know who was going to do this again.

he hurriedly went to report all cooperative cases of the Wang Group.

the long series of sentences, Richie turned his

showed no expression on his face, while his body was

could judge by his experience of acquaintances with Richie for

he had to fast report it with a

for him to waste money on his salary. He had to continue working when

a very wide range of contacts for us, and she has also made Wang Group look forward to long-term cooperation." Tim

reward Richie would give

up and walked past him. "I'll take care of the rest. Go to the dinner party

still standing there pulled a long face at once. He went to the dinner with Richie, only to get two results. He drank half dead and vomited

he had tried two of them, and his face became as

advance and let Tim clean up the mess. No matter how many timed were called back, he

on the busy street in front of the villa, but no one dared to bring out the

wondered what Consuela who was like a dull cat would do in the villa.

himself to two things, didn't notice that what he was thinking now was the insignificant thing. It shouldn't have been such a little thing to linger around his boy.

lights on the second floor were

into the living room. He thought over what had happened before, but she was awake.

noticing that someone was approaching behind her until she heard the man's voice. "Oh, it's