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.

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

to watch the news. She felt sleepy when she heard the plain but

became fond of sleep. Whenever she closed

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

hours, and the tasks needed to be handed

the door. The man who was about to stand up frowned and asked someone to

room and stared at the man's silent face. He didn't know who was going to

all cooperative cases of the

sentence and finish it or I'll replace you." Hearing the long series

dark eyes were glimmering with a cold light. He showed no expression

in his hand, Tim swallowed his saliva silently. He could judge by his experience of acquaintances with Richie for many years that Richie was not

the reason, he had to fast report it with a

no time for him to waste money on his salary. He had to continue working when

also made Wang Group look

wondered what kind of reward Richie would give to gain this benefit so easily.

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

face at once. He went to the dinner with Richie, only to get two results. He drank half dead

two of them, and his face became as green

left the dinner party in advance and let Tim clean up

the villa,

was like a dull cat would do in the villa.

devoted himself to two things, didn't notice that what he was thinking now was the insignificant thing. It shouldn't have been such

the villa, it was already half past ten. Since the lights on the second floor were still off, Consuela might have already

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

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