Stuck In His Heart

The man's face was gloomy and cold, and his voice was hoarse and somewhat impatient.

She didn't dare to look him in the eye, but she could feel his intense gaze boring into her body.

He walked straight to the villa in a thin shirt on the late autumn day.

But he didn't seem to feel cold, and his figure was straight.

Richie was now in the most terrible time, because she had no idea whether he would turn over in the next second.

And she wouldn't be able to fight back if he turned his back on her.

She trotted beside him and looked up only to see the bruise at the corner of his mouth, which was slightly pink. It was beaten like that.

"I'll go and bring you the clothes." Consuela stopped following after him, turned around and left without hesitation.

She had to admit that she was a little scared. The feeling from the bottom of her heart was so strong that she could not ignore it.

She either hated him or was afraid of him.

Looking at the anxious woman, Richie darkened his face. He ignored her and left directly.

As if there was no one in the world who could get his wait.

On the other hand, Consuela had been watching him since she ran away. She didn't open the car door and take out his coat until she saw him enter the villa.

The night fell, and the street lights were on. Their white car seemed to be coated with a warm light.

Consuela leaned against the car and sighed. The lights in the villa were on, washing the darkness.

But that man was a time bomb. No one knew when he would find fault with you.

However, she had to show her kindness to him. When someone was sad, it was others who took advantage of the opportunity to approach the most suitable time.

scared she was, she couldn't

to be powerful, was defeated by the love story occurred three years

breath and grabbed her clothes to take a

villa, she deliberately slowed down every move. It took three times the time to change her shoes as usual. Her

to be calm. She was stepping on the soft carpet, which Richie had

things that Richie had done to

the sofa of the living room, sitting in a place she usually occupied,

was a sign of boundless anger. She suddenly did not dare to go

also glad that the man didn't

the chair beside and ran upstairs as soon as she could. When she turned her

other,

twitched. She went straight upstairs

sure how she

seemed to refuse everyone's heart. For this restricted area three years ago,

she walked into Richie's bedroom,

developed naturally, and she was oppressive

Who knew what would be done by the man with

the corridor, she could see where Richie sat. It seemed

want to leave, and no one

went back to the guest room. After taking a bath, she went downstairs, filled a glass of warm water and walked towards the man.

that her voice was a

what kind of disease people were suffering, they should be urged to drink

spot in his heart.

his head, and his back was as

a new life after going

not the most important thing

she accepted no response, except for his disdainful chuckle.

the table. She didn't care