Stuck In His Heart

"One moment, please. The dinner will be ready soon." Holding the bowl in her hands, Consuela walked towards the kitchen, her face deadpan.

When she saw the inexplicable light in his eyes, she suddenly felt that, in fact, she was easily attracted.

A young man living in an aristocratic family, facing his unidentified relatives, who could not give him his parents' love as they were at a high position, what he needed most was the care of others.

Consuela rolled her eyes at her speculation. But she also realized that her speculation was right.

About half an hour later, the dinner was ready. Richie sat there quietly with one hand propping on the table. He closed his eyes, looking tired.

Besides, he was still wearing a formal suit and a white shirt with no expressions on his face. It was obviously not suitable for him to wear a tie.

When she walked out of the kitchen with the dish in her hands, she was not sure if she should wake the man up or not. But before she could, he had already raised his head to look at her.

He asked in a magnetic, hoarse and unprecedentedly gentle voice, "Is dinner ready?"

"Yes" Stunned, Consuela nodded and filled a bowl of rice for him.

The man didn't take it. He frowned and stood up. When he returned to the table, he had taken out all the leftovers in the kitchen.

It seemed that he suddenly turned into a normal person, which made him feel at home, although he was still dressed in a formal suit.

They sat down. In fact, Consuela didn't wait for him to have dinner. When she was hungry, she ran to the kitchen, had her yogurt and ate some snacks.

She didn't eat much at the moment. The warm food warmed her stomach, and she didn't back off her cooking.

"Wow, I didn't expect that you are such a good cook." The man opposite her suddenly broke the silence and was in a good mood.

Consuela heaved a sigh of relief.

pretended to be very modest. "I have learned

be modest and knew herself well. She also had to

up the empty bowl on the table and filled her a bowl of sparerib soup. The atmosphere was just warm. "Drink

much

was touched by his sincerity. She knew that he had only wanted to give the baby a better

She took over the soup, but did not drink it

had sensed

were not hungry, so the meal would be finished soon.

night, Consuela sat in Richie's room, reading a book. She leaned against the bedside table and put on

when he came out and saw her in such a state, he could not help but

straightforward way. A dash of anger flashed through Consuela's face as she

the one in the restricted area was still him. Why were there so

slander him. He took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet of his

invited, "Have some? It

with this woman, his insomnia has been alleviated,

asked Consuela in a calm

could not drink, but now he still made

The corner of his mouth rose a little, like the charming

appointed as a colleague at her own company. She was sent overseas to talk about cooperation after she brought

after she got off the plane and came back home, she hurried to

had a

she saw her former daughter-in-law to be. She said, "It's because my son Richie isn't

two hands were clasped together. The jade bracelet on Wendy's hand

a strong sense of uneasy came to her face. She slightly frowned and asked with a smile, "I

firstly opened her mouth. Although she still looked melancholy, her tone was obviously brisker than before.

Richie. He went home not long ago with a girl. A few days later, they got

her expression must be extremely terrible at the moment. During their