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

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

sleep. Whenever she closed her

CEO Office of Sruthan Building, with a European style celling lamp shimmering with cold light, Richie stood up and was about to leave after he resolved

and the tasks needed to be handed over and the matters needing attention were all prepared.

who was about to stand up frowned and asked someone to come in with a

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

to report all cooperative cases of the Wang

you." Hearing the long series of

He showed no expression on his

in his hand, Tim swallowed his saliva silently. He could judge by his experience of

reason, he had to fast

his salary. He had to continue working when his boss

also made Wang

what kind of reward Richie would give to gain

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

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

of them, and his face became as

advance and let Tim clean up the mess. No matter how

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

was like a

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

on the second floor were still off, Consuela

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

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