Stuck In His Heart

The atmosphere inside the car was quite awkward. After a while, Consuela raised her hand and fumbled for the button to open the window. A gust of cold wind blew, making them become silent.

She closed her eyes and didn't know what to say. The car was a little bumpy and it was not very comfortable.

Harry was like a walking refrigerator, sending out the chill all over her body. Consuela gritted her teeth and insisted, not wanting to show weakness in front of him again.

The man's voice, like a flash of light, suddenly pierced through the darkness and deep into the ears. "When will you stop pretending?"

Consuela opened her eyes, adjusted her facial expression and sat up straight. Only to find that she wasn't relaxed as she had imagined.

She didn't feel uncomfortable when she was so close to him before.

Those cold words and sarcastic remarks rushed into her mind again.

"Thank you for driving me." Consuela said as she forced a smile. There was an obvious uneasiness in her face.

However, she got no response but the man's sneer, which made her feel like getting off the car with another man. "Get off the car, you should know how disgusting I am to you now."

The car braked all of a sudden. She sprinted forward, but luckily her seat belt steadied her. The belly was covered with heavy clothes. She didn't feel uncomfortable.

Consuela gritted teeth. As she got out of the car, the back seat was cleaned up by the man without mercy. He didn't even look at her.

And he didn't care whether there would be a car passing by or not. He was so selfish that he only wanted to leave quickly.

The wind and snow gathered and whined when it was late at night, and the snowy day had also turned into a cold and gloomy day because of the sunlight.

She stood under the changed road lights, staring at the white car moving away like a meteor.

Harry had never believed her. When the photos were posted, he insisted that it was all her fault and ignored her was the most victim.

he still couldn't find out the person

for nearly half an hour along the road, Consuela waited

Richie. It took a long time for him to answer the phone, as if a sloth was doing that.

so slow that her

answered. Please leave the number after

him three times, but all she got was a cold, mechanical female voice.

that he didn't answer the phone on purpose. Perhaps something happened to him and he just didn't carry

her feet. Then she fixed her eyes

her relationship with Harry had fallen to the freezing point. On the other hand, she didn't want her parents to

used to holding her cell phone, was so cold that she didn't feel

were covered with a layer of

gritted her teeth and called Debbie.

close friend in L

was frozen. Still, she didn't receive

speechless, the woman in the car said, "Are you a fool?

She was pregnant, and the father

voice. She put the bags into the trunk and

collision of the air conditioner eased her down. Her face was thoroughly frozen red, which was in the same color as the red

IQ." She took out a pack of warm stuff from the car drawer and threw it to Consuela, with

"how did you get here? Don't you know that

head. She hadn't expected that Harry would have become like this. After all, she had

unrepentant and muddled woman, Debbie was

song. I feel

chill from the bones, not the flesh.

quickly picked up an apple. The sound of Little Apple

"Where are we going?"

want to sleep with