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.

sharp pain in her belly, and she weakly

around and the baby finally began

again when she touched her belly. She was caught off guard.

womb. But if she didn't get smart enough, that man

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

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

about finding

to select the person called Harry,

and more depraved since she met

it would probably

didn't have the ability to protect them well at all.

grief as a weak person, and occasionally she would lose her temper and shout.

so weak and

turned off the light left on purpose. He returned to darkness alone and

that woman, he would have died of

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

to alcohol. The goblet with

was noiseless broken, stained

body towards the study. Every step seemed to have exhausted his strength. There was an

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

mind went blank.

was outlining his memory. He lost all the abilities he could have and lived in a state of depression, like a

he had tried

turned on the light and

desk, opened the drawer with

not match age, as if

kissed the woman in the photo.

photo of her. As soon

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