Stuck In His Heart

The other day, Laura, who was restless, drove herself to Sruthan Building early in the morning. She had to ask Richie clearly no matter what.

Mrs. Ye would not lie to her. After all, she was the one who had been leading the two of them. Unexpectedly, Consuela interrupted in the halfway.

Laura clenched her teeth in anger. She couldn't understand why there was a woman in this world who was especially attractive to him. That woman was not even worth the attention of a male prostitute.

She arrived at the company before the man. Ignoring everyone's dissuasion, she went upstairs directly and looked coldly at the reception desk who called to inform him.

She wanted to see how heartless the man was.

Not long after she sat down on the leather sofa, the door was opened. She opened her bleary eyes and looked towards the door.

With an unpredictable smile, she slammed her hand on the sofa cushion and mocked, "Mr. Richie is really a good player."

He played her like an innocent child, and in the end, he didn't have to bear any charges. She could only blame herself for being stupid.

She leaned her body a little. The clothes she was wearing were loose, thus showing half of her fair and round shoulder, and her delicate clavicle bones.

The shirt was in revealing clothes. The outline of the black skirt revealed the good shape, the long snow-white legs, the pinkish white arms, and the proud chest.

She was a rare beauty, a pet only loved by the rich, but she herself was a member of the wealthy.

It was winter now, but the weather in the south near the sea was not too cold. The room was air-conditioned, so it was a little bit chilly to wear like this.

Laura rubbed her long curly hair with her fingers on purpose. The smile at the corner of her mouth was really unpleasant.

Although he used her, she was the one who was willing to be used. Did she come to blame him?

her. At

always conceited and arrogant. She would never let others know that she had made a fool of

do anything for me, and I have given your father

so he walked towards the

step, he walked steadily and orderly, as if stepping

stood up and questioned, "Are you going to marry the heroine

that he would marry Consuela. Her well made up face was distorted with

and believed it was impossible, but Wendy really had

funny. Do I need to consider your feelings when marrying? Do you have to make a decision

eyes fought in the air, and neither

head and sat back on the sofa. She dared not to

Our two families are still old friends. If I cause

down at her newly made diamond manicure, the water in her eyes was smooth. Only what she said like a single

you threatening me?" Richie suddenly laughed. His slanted eyes had no charm,

At that time, Consuela

was pretending to be a

told me what I should do." She looked up into his eyes. The tears

been a saint angel. She would get whatever she wanted, unless it was against her pride and

his emotions. "I'm afraid

say anything, for her parents had always regarded her as a goods.

out that she broke up with the man

was not fair

darkened. He rubbed his forehead and said impatiently, "Get