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.

deny the benefits of doing this, but

talk about between us. You'd better focus on your

be best if he could die unexpectedly in this

thought, she stepped back, reached for

screw him, the son

more and more violent in her heart,

become a deserter was exactly her style. What a waste of her righteous indignation

coward had already been rooted in the heart of the man.

from behind, Consuela's back bumped against the man's chest. The scent of mint mingled with

avail. In the end, she

going to

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

smiled. "Don't be angry anymore.

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

people. I really know I was wrong." The man buried his head and silently made some marks on her neck, and his tone also changed with her

had never seen such

move!" 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

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

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

he was almost sober, he took out his phone and looked for the number, with

Consuela didn't believe that he was that kind of man, he didn't want to believe that

he got drunk, a waiter took out his phone and dialed the number which frequently communicated recently.

came 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

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

the man who was so drunk, an obvious disgust flashed in her eyes. She raised her