Stuck In His Heart

After asking for leave, Sheryl immediately called the person involved Harry. After a busy signal, no one answered. The mechanical woman's cold voice pierced into the eardrum.

Raising her eyebrows, she dialed his company's landline number again, but nobody answered.

All of a sudden, her face turned deathly pale. Was this man going to evade the world?

But it didn't matter. She knew his address and didn't believe he could hide for long.

She hurriedly tidied up and went downstairs. Coincidentally, she met her mother who just got up. "Sheryl, where are you going in such a hurry?"

It was still early for her to go to work. Was something wrong with her in a hurry?

Sheryl immediately pulled a long face and said with a smile, "my friend is in trouble. I'm going to help her. I'm leaving now."

Then she began to trot away in a hurry.

After a while, Linda shook her head and went to the kitchen.

She didn't know much about the affairs among young people.

It was unknown when Sheryl had such a good friend that could make her so anxious.

Sheryl drove towards Harry's multi story single villa. It was already eight o'clock. The sun shone brightly into the house, and every window was covered by thick curtain.

'He must be in a bad mood. Besides, he smashed things here and there, ' she thought.

No matter whether the photos were true or not, the loss his company had suffered was real. It would take a long time for the PR department to get them back.

The door was still open, and Sheryl pushed it in with a frown. She saw the mess all the way, which was too horrible to look at.

in their hearts or no pursuit in their hearts, but Harry must be the former.

on the anger in

doors one after another, she finally found the man in a room full of books. He was emanating a cold aura all over his body.

objects and made a sound that

down the things in his hand and looked up at the woman who suddenly broke in. His

are you doing

first. No

of gentleness. She could not help frowning after looking at him a few times.

Harry looked at her with scarlet eyes, as if he had heard something

shocked by Harry's glare and was shocked

disgust in her eyes, she raised her head with a

company, so he shouldn't stay here, complaining about himself and losing

of wrinkles, and his face was suddenly ferocious. Several buttons of his shirt were

a lunatic who had just escaped from a mental hospital. He had

breath, Harry withdrew his sight and looked at the mess

the private secrets on the photos were true. He had many women, saying that they were having a one night stand, and that was a

to these

into the study and saw the photos which had been washed and printed on

to

with him before. However, his company had broken the rumors on the first day

hit his face, swollen and

photos, her hands slightly shaking. Then she looked up at

the thought of this, she was somewhat hopeful. After all, she had known him for so long. No one knew how

The man, who had always been self-esteem, was not allowed to be denied and spread rumors about

he kept silent. It seemed that everything