Stuck In His Heart

Consuela was woken up by the man. Not long after she just fell asleep, the man dragged his body and got out of the bed again. He just wanted to wake her up.

"Can you just be quiet?" Frowning, Consuela asked in a teasing tone.

Richie looked at the remorseful expression on her face, and asked coldly, "Is this your attitude towards your benefactor?"

Upon hearing this, Consuela felt upset and supported Richie to sit down on the chair aside. She said with a slight smile, "What else do you need me to do?"

With one hand supporting his chin, the man answered coldly, "Go and bring the things on the empty chair."

Give her a good face, and she would be on cloud line.

When she saw the things on the chair, she suddenly turned her head to look at the man, who slightly furrowed his eyebrows. He wasn't that scary as she had thought.

Maybe he just didn't want her to go to sleep, starving. Or he loved the baby in her belly and wanted it to be happy.

The reason didn't matter at all, as long as he didn't do anything harmful to her.

Holding the food container in her hand, Consuela silently pushed a small table in front of the man and opened it quickly. A moment later, the ward was filled with the rich smell of the dishes.

The smell of the dishes liked a hook, making her unable to resist the temptation anymore. She swallowed uncomfortably, looked up and began to talk about what had happened yesterday.

"I'm sorry. I asked you something I shouldn't ask that day. I won't ask you again."

There was an old saying that if the wrong person apologized at a dinner party, he or she would be easily accepted.

When he saw how much she wanted to eat, he felt bad, but only for a second.

"Nothing. Let's eat." "I have always been magnanimous," Richie added, even though his face was pale and his heart was calm

She lowered her head, not daring to say anything else to defend herself. Her fists clenched as she lowered her head. She said to herself in her heart that if he was generous, then there would be no narrow-minded people in this world.

thoughts. During the meal, the atmosphere was

to clean up the table.

a sip of water. The sound of swallowing was

be a qualified wife and take care

into his eyes. With a

away. The affections in her eyes were

if he was reasonable, it was inevitable for her to have some negative emotions. She felt

they were

man had asked him to drive her back to the villa because he thought that there were too many bacteria in the

weak and sick would usually

physical index were to

him, she got in the car and left. The man didn't walk her out. When she raised her head, she could see that the

ward with a balcony were blown by the strong wind. In the car, Consuela looked out of the window and saw the heavy traffic on the

now, and the people on the road were not in a hurry anymore. They walked leisurely, as if she had

the hospital with the chicken soup made by Nancy, she happened to meet Cassie in the ward, who was

read business magazines or read the message in his mobile phone. When he was in a good mood, he responded to her with

head

who were not in the same channel, turned back. When

didn't expect a successful woman to be so childish. She explained,

for so many years, and the most delicious food is Nancy's cooking. I just let

so greedy for

separated, Cassie raised her eyebrows and said that she didn't want to disturb the young

expression, but she was a little uneasy as she stared at him.

dilemma, he suddenly said, "The chicken

touch of criticism flashed through Richie's eyes, as if to say that she was too indifferent to him.

She thought that all the people sent to the

order something to eat for you." She left directly with the lunch box and was about to find Cassie who returned to her office to