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 better focus on

he could die

vicious thought, she stepped back, reached for the doorknob,

the son of a

and more violent in her heart, so that she completely

a deserter was exactly her style. What

coward had already been rooted in the

man's chest. The scent of mint mingled

she was so tired that she could only pant and shout out,

was he going

head. The woman without high heels was only reaching his

woman's earlobe and smiled. "Don't be angry anymore. I know I was

to steady her body, but her legs were still

was wrong." The man buried his head and silently made some marks on her neck, and his tone

such

move!" Scolded the man in a low voice,

We need to do something that can 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.

slammed the door and came out, drove to a money squadron in L City. He

the extravagant box. This time, there were no friends with him, so he

phone and looked for

the call. Just like Consuela didn't believe that he was that kind of man, he didn't want to believe that she was a

the call didn't go out. When he got drunk, a waiter took out his phone and dialed the number which frequently communicated

messy place. When she was about to step into the VIP straight up elevator, she was stopped by several strong men at the front

desperation, she was allowed to enter the building only

obvious disgust flashed in her