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?

left the Ye's house yesterday, Richie's mother had exposed her. At that time, Richie

would never let others know that she had made a fool of

didn't ask you to do anything for me, and I have

for the moment, so he walked towards the chair behind

steadily and orderly, as if

and questioned, "Are you going to marry the heroine of the nude pictures regardless of my

Consuela. Her well made up face was distorted with

and believed it was impossible, but

Do I need to consider your feelings when marrying? Do you have to make a decision for me whether I

the air,

turned her head and sat back on the sofa. She

and said, "I can make more profits for you. Our two families are

was smooth. Only

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

most in his life. At that time, Consuela

pretending to be a beauty,

into his eyes. The tears were

had never been a saint angel. She would get whatever she wanted, unless it was against

so cold that no one could feel his emotions. "I'm afraid you'll cry and beg for mercy in the

the last minute, who knows who will lose." Laura didn't say anything, for her parents had always regarded her as a

ever found out that she broke up with the man they wanted to make up

not fair to

rubbed his forehead and said impatiently, "Get