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.

the benefits of doing this, but it was really disappointing.

about between us. You'd better

could die unexpectedly

reached for the doorknob, and

his child, screw him, the

more and more violent in her heart, so that she completely ignored the

was dumbfounded. Her failure in negotiating to become a deserter was exactly her style. What a waste of her righteous

had already been rooted in

Consuela's back bumped against the man's chest. The scent of

end, she was so

going to

high heels was only reaching his shoulder, which made him feel a

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

a deep breath. She managed to steady her body, but her legs were still a little weak. She asked seriously, "what's wrong with

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

seen such a shameless person.

Scolded the man in a low voice,

promote our physical and mental health." He suddenly raised his head and whistled in the brain,

came out, drove to a money squadron in L City. He took the VIP card to the top floor

of good wine in the extravagant box. This

almost sober, he took out his phone and

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

waiter took out his phone and dialed the number which frequently communicated

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

allowed to enter the building only after she had passed her ID confirmation.

drunk, an obvious disgust flashed in her eyes. She raised her hand and patted the man