Stuck In His Heart

His voice was mocking. As Consuela turned around, she saw the dark circles under his eyes. Frowning, she asked, "Are you tired?"

The topic was changed so fast that even Richie was confused. He could only change the subject back with a cold face. "Why don't you speak?"

She looked around and didn't find anyone who stood close to her.

She decided to avoid his question. "Would you like to go upstairs and have a rest first?" she asked smilingly

Right now, he looked too haggard. His slanted eyes were bloodshot, and there were livid stubble on his chin.

The man looked into her eyes and suddenly threw the phone back to her. Then he turned and walked into the villa with steady steps and a little anger that could not be ignored.

He got angry for no reason. She couldn't believe that she couldn't watch the news and couldn't be in a daze.

Moreover, he had just asked her about her opinion on this matter. Would Harry be such a person? But in the bottom of her heart, she said no.

But when she looked at those hard evidences, she couldn't find a word to refute, maybe she had been wrong about it all the time.

She really didn't know what kind of person Harry was.

She switched off the address and quickly replied to Debbie who liked to gossip, and successfully blocked her mouth with working hard.

Then she walked towards the villa, too. She looked pale and sad. As the morning sun rose, her shadow was enlarged as if she was singing a drama.

Richie was not in the living room or bedroom. He was still in the study. His cold face was like the screen shinning on his face.

The same ruthless man.

No matter what, she just pushed the door open and walked into the study. Meeting the man's curious gaze, she smiled and said, "Are you sure you don't want to have a rest? Excessive use of brain and staying up late are easy to cause sudden death."

wanted him to put aside his work first and obey her

a foxy smile, he repeated, "Do you

her eyebrows. After pondering over it for a while, she shook her head

she explained, "I don't know what kind of person he is.

such a good man

warning, Richie threw the pen in his hand to the computer. All of a sudden, it bounced off the screen, with

floor. She knew that she should be blamed for what she had said, although the man was suffering from his

away a chair, stood up and went straight to her. In a cold voice,

didn't notice her small action of

she raised her head to look at the man with a pair of innocent

his mouth. She didn't know how to refuse him and just let him continue to kiss her.

passed, the man put his forehead against hers. He sneered and asked, "Do you especially care about your little lover? Do you

didn't believe it. Well, apparently not. In her eyes, he was just a hypocrite. She didn't even know he had played

a deliberate misinterpretation out of context. I..." She paused, looked up

knew what relation between Richie and Harry, so he

me because of him, right?" The man pinched her face and said in a hoarse and deep voice, full

been locked for a long time, Consuela suddenly mustered up all her courage and pushed the man away. She widened her eyes and roared, "don't you know this is going to destroy

few days ago, she knew that his company had been listed and had

now, Richie destroyed it.

as ice. "Why did you have a fight with

She didn't know why she

have an indescribable excitement to easily destroy

were ironic and even

back, a video meeting of several hours was held. Seeing that group of executives could

his wife was angry with him again for