Stuck In His Heart

When Consuela woke up, she found that it was much darker than before. When she raised her hand, she was surprised to see a pink cuff on her sleeve. Immediately, she was no longer sleepy.

She reached out to turn on the light, only to find herself in a silk pink nightdress.

She bought it when she went shopping with Sheryl.

Usually, Emily and Nancy would not go to the second floor rashly. There was only one person who could help her change clothes.

At the thought of the man helping her change clothes, her face turned red as if a boiled shrimp.

'what a bastard!'.

Pinching the fat on her waist, she sighed. What was the charm of such a curvy figure?

The man in the kitchen was cooking, wearing a simple white gown without an apron. He seemed to be in a good mood.

Her face was as red as an apple. She walked down the stairs in a hurry as she was about to get to the kitchen. But her husband was so focused on his work that he didn't notice her.

The man was busy cooking in the kitchen. The noodles were made by himself.

She stepped into the dining room. Because of the point of view, she could just see Richie was busy with his work from the transparent small window of the kitchen.

She rested her chin on one hand, and her eyes followed the man's every movement. No matter from which point of view, the man seems to be the most handsome.

He had broad shoulders, slim waist and bottom, black short hair, black eyes and fair skin.

He did match his appearance.

"Babe, that's your father. He's a perfect man." Consuela said in a low voice as she started fetal education.

only four months old, and it

She looked at the man intently, a

man pushed her to the point of perdition, and his temper was so bad. But it was the way of

that this was not a good sign. It could be controlled easily. That could not be called love.

A smile appeared on his

this way just

had no time to withdraw his gaze. He looked very calm as if he didn't know what was going

to mouthed, "an

a

and looked down at the pot. His attitude was impenetrable.

of loss in her eyes.

on which placed eggs and lettuce. The noodles looked so smooth that it looked like a commercial photo.

it? It looks great." With her eyes green, Consuela

studying abroad, I cooked by myself. At that

was embarrassing to talk about studying abroad. Now that she still remembered the story that Cassie told her, she

to be as crazy as last time.

was in the light, and half in the darkness. He gently bit his

saw that woman frowning. She seemed to think of something

tapped on the edge of the bowl, but failed to take her mind back. He frowned and wondered what she was thinking about.

The man looked at her and decided to make fun of her.

head, about to the noodles. Taken aback by this

so fickle. Why didn't he

out of the pot, it was so hot that she felt very uncomfortable. She wanted to spit it out, but when she looked at the man's playful eyes,

It was so hot that her mouth was numb. She could not find out whether the noodles

for her. His eyes were somewhat blame. "Do you really think that I have to fight

water, Consuela felt a little better. She shook her head as if she was in the