Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 48 The Baseline Of Three Years Ago (5)

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

jogging around and the baby

she touched her belly. She was

womb. But if she

now nourished by him, taking root and sprouting,

if she was beaten to death

funny thing for her. She had dreamed too much about finding a decent husband who would respect her

had used to select the person called Harry, but

and more depraved since she met Richie.

it would probably be her family and the baby in her womb, her last

she didn't have the ability to protect them well

grief as a weak person, and

she was so

up and turned off the light left on purpose. He returned to darkness alone and sat on the sofa without

that woman, he would have

to the wine cabinet to pick out the red wine, one after another. Without

it seemed that his brain was completely immune to alcohol. The goblet with scarlet wine liquid was

noiseless broken, stained the expensive carpet.

have exhausted his strength. There was an obvious mixture of unwillingness and resignation.

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

went

He lost all the abilities he could have and lived in a state of depression, like a homeless man with no purpose.

he had tried to hide his

on the light and took out a book from a row of heavy English

to the desk, opened the drawer with the key and

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

the woman

a secret photo of her. As soon as he

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