Stuck In His Heart

Consuela didn't want to be seen like this, so she swallowed her saliva and bowed her head.

To the Ye Clan, she was just a woman who was carrying their child.

In the eyes of Richie, it should be just a burden.

He could blatantly dig out dirty information to reveal the existence of those he didn't like, so that he could destroy their hard-developed painstaking efforts.

Who would trust such a cold-blooded and ruthless man? What's more, the relationship between them was really hard to say.

"I will give birth to this baby for your family. My only wish is that you won't disturb me all the time.

From now on, we will sleep in separate rooms, have separate meals, and avoid meeting each other until I give birth to the baby."

The expression on her face was serious, and her voice was calm. It seemed that she was willing to sacrifice her body for freedom.

The man looked down at her head and extended his eyes. He could clearly see that her face had turned pale.

Sure enough, she was just flaunting her superiority.

Perhaps she had cried badly with her head down. Her shoulders trembled in a low angle, which was noticed by him.

Suddenly, he felt that half of the anger in his heart was gone. He laughed.

He suggested with a smile, seeming to be in a good mood. "I think we should both sit down and have a good talk, and don't damage our relationship because of someone else."

'Talk about relationship? Fuck relationship. He is afraid that his child will be hurt because of my emotion. Well, such a man with a double mind.

Consuela's mind was in a mess. Subconsciously, she believed that everything that he had done was based on their child.

didn't deny the benefits of doing this,

nothing to talk about between us. You'd

would be best if he could die unexpectedly in

back, reached for the doorknob, and

screw him, the son of a bitch.

her heart, so that she completely

in negotiating to become a deserter was exactly her style. What

coward had already been rooted in the heart of the

bumped against the man's chest. The scent of

with all her strength, but to no avail. In the end, she was

going to

his head. The woman without high heels was only reaching his shoulder, which

smiled.

her legs were still a little weak. She

I shouldn't look down upon other people. I really know I was wrong." The man buried his

such

Scolded the man in a low voice,

promote our physical and mental health." He suddenly raised his head and whistled in the brain, and easily transformed a serious apology into an indescribable expression.

to a money squadron in L City. He took the VIP card to the top floor and

ordered several bottles of good wine in the extravagant box. This time, there were no

he was almost sober, he took out his phone and

that kind of man,

call didn't go out. When he got drunk, a waiter took

to this messy place. When she was about to step into the VIP straight up elevator, she was stopped by

the building only after she

was so drunk, an obvious disgust flashed