Stuck In His Heart

She couldn't afford to offend this man, and even in such a humiliating situation, she didn't dare to act on impulse.

She had cried too often that she had lost the strength to hold back her tears.

The oxygen became more thin. When she was about to die of oxygen deficiency, the man raised his head from her body slightly gasping and his eyes were replaced by strong lust.

He lifted the corners of his mouth and said, "If you want to know more about my past, I don't mind doing something right here."

He looked at her with evil and disgusting eyes. The madness in his eyes was shocking.

"Don't you know the baby in my belly?" she whispered, hoping to wake him up.

"The baby? Consuela, how precious do you think your baby is?" Richie sneered.

"You bastard."

At this moment, Consuela realized that if she wanted to be a thoughtful bosom sister, her baby might be the price.

She had never fully understood how terrible this man was, and he actually didn't care about the baby at all.

He generously answered, "You still can't escape the bastard's control."

But in the next second he fell into deep thought. He frowned deeply.

While he was pondering on something, Consuela pushed him away and ran away with a glass of water.

She couldn't afford to provoke him, but she could always avoid him.

However, she did not see the man behind her suddenly sighed long breath. His eyes were blank and helpless, as if he had removed all the lead to reflect himself.

The woman ran to the guest room and locked the door. She didn't hold the tea cup tightly and the light cyan tea cup fell into pieces.

a sharp pain in her belly, and she weakly slid down

the baby finally began to give her dissatisfaction.

her belly. She was caught

out was to keep the baby in her womb. But

deep in her heart, was now nourished by him, taking root and sprouting, and implanted into her bone.

herself meet him even if she was beaten to death if she had a

had dreamed too much about finding a decent husband who would respect her and care about her.

had used to select the person called

more depraved since she met Richie.

that supported her to go on, it would probably be her family

have the ability to protect them well

to shed tears of grief as a weak person, and occasionally she would lose her temper and shout.

was so weak and useless.

on purpose. He returned to darkness alone and sat on the sofa without doing anything else for a long time.

that woman, he would have

from the sofa and went to the wine cabinet to pick out the red wine, one after another. Without his usual care, now he just wanted to paralyze

brain was completely immune to alcohol. The goblet with scarlet wine liquid was peeled from the man's hands without warning.

was noiseless broken, stained the expensive

towards the study. Every step seemed to have exhausted his strength.

the white moonlight, amazingly indifferent. At this moment, Richie didn't even know what he was

mind went

lost all the abilities he could have and lived in a state of depression, like a homeless man

he had tried to

study was very large and looked like a library. He turned on the light and took out

up the key in the book, swayed to the desk, opened the drawer with the key and found

the photo began to turn yellow, which did not match age,

the woman

left when he wanted to take a secret photo of her. As soon as he raised the camera, the girl