Stuck In His Heart

Consuela didn't know how to explain it.

Her refusal was blocked by her monitor. She had to show up now.

The man who had been silent for a long time suddenly asked when he saw the gloomy expression on her face, "Are you thinking of a way to poison the child?"

Frightened, Consuela didn't know how to respond. Suddenly, she stopped massaging her belly.

With a long face, she asked, "My classmate in high school arranged a local party. May I go there?"

She really hoped that this man would be so arbitrary and cut off all her hopes.

But the man seemed to contradict her deliberately. He answered casually, "whatever. Go if you want to."

It was not good for the child to be kept like this. He thought that she should go out for a walk more and catch some fresh air.

Consuela's mouth was agape. Was he going crazy?

"Don't look at me like a fool. Actions speak louder than words." Richie frowned and looked at her coldly.

Moved? No way! She wanted to beat him up now.

The monitor also sent her an exact meeting time, which was this Sunday. She checked the calendar. It was Friday today.

After all, it had been in such a hurry to force her to leave.

However, the person on the other end of the line kept explaining to her that they hadn't met for a long time. In fact, the time had already been fixed.

As Consuela was a local, they informed her in the last few days.

More than that and worse explanations, which confused her more.

they cared about her or something

didn't want to go, but after hearing her words, Richie had started to

hypocritical of her to refuse again at

looked up at her with his narrow eyes. "I have no special requirements for anything

her three fingers and swore,

to say, he was still not very

man was not that happy.

don't allow you to introduce?" Richie asked and laughed.

his delicate eyebrows seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, which could not be blown away.

towards the door. "No, I'm not. I

such a hurry? She must have something on her mind. Oh, there was

postcards she treasured most just now were taken to the ground. They

himself not to think about

ward, Consuela gnashed her teeth, fearing that she would lose her temper and dash towards the man if she stayed

a small window in the corridor. The cold wind could dispel the sudden anger

the reunion, Richie stayed at the hospital, as if waiting for gifts. He was afraid that no one would know

her holiday back, went back to her

she went to a hair salon along with Tim. She smoothed her long straight chestnut hair into a curly ball

it cost a lot of money. Consuela wrote down the name of the hair salon and swore

like to wear formal or casual

by the seat belt, said with a frown,

didn't want to attract too much attention after going back to attend the classmate gathering. She just hoped that she could go there peacefully. It would

"But brother said..."

voice, "But it's me to take

that man said was crap.

found something unusual. Tim had called that man

she really felt that

you." With a