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."

to put aside his work first and obey her orders.

foxy smile, he repeated, "Do you

pondering over it for a while, she

of person he is. I just think what kind of

man

the pen in his hand to the computer. All of a sudden, it bounced off the screen, with the sharp side of the screen scratching his hand.

She knew that she should

up and went straight to her. In a cold voice, he said, "raise

notice her

she raised her head to look at the man with a pair of innocent eyes and asked,

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

his forehead against hers. He sneered and asked, "Do you especially care about

just a hypocrite. She didn't even know he had played such a role. How thoughtful he

of context. I..." She paused,

knew what relation between Richie and Harry, so he

like him. You want to fight with me because of him, right?" The man pinched her face and said in

a long time, Consuela suddenly mustered up all her courage and pushed the man away. She widened her eyes and

she knew

now, Richie

a fight with

why she had to

indescribable excitement to easily destroy the hard-earned work of

ironic and even

that group of executives could do nothing right, he was so angry that he almost kicked

home and his wife was angry with him again for