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.

news. She felt

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

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

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

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

the room and stared at the man's silent

went to report all cooperative cases

long series of sentences, Richie turned his head to look at the world outside the French window.

eyes were glimmering with a cold light. He showed

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

fast report it with a long

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

very wide range of contacts for us, and she has also made Wang Group

wondered what kind of reward Richie would give to gain

Richie stood up and walked past him. "I'll take care

went to the dinner with Richie, only to get two results.

and his face became as green

Richie left the dinner party in advance and let Tim clean up the mess. No matter how many timed

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

man, who devoted himself to two things, didn't notice that what he was thinking now was the insignificant thing.

second floor were still off, Consuela

the living room. He thought over what

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