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.

child was only four months old, and it

at the man intently, a smile resting on her lips.

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

knew clearly that this was not a good sign. It could be controlled easily. That could not

dining room. A smile appeared on his face. Obviously, he was in a better mood

at him in this way just to fall in love with

no time to withdraw his gaze. He looked

had to mouthed,

just a

at

him, with a touch of loss in her

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

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

I was studying abroad, I cooked by myself. At that time, I learnt a

talk about studying abroad. Now that she still remembered the story that Cassie told her, she didn't want to talk about it anymore and changed the subject.

want this man to be

the darkness. He gently bit

and saw that woman frowning. She seemed to think of

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

will eat first." The man looked at her and decided to make fun of

finished speaking, he picked up the chopsticks and lowered his head, about to the noodles. Taken aback by this

fickle. Why didn't he

mouth had just been out of the pot, it was so hot that she felt very uncomfortable. She

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

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

if she was in the wrong. After that, that aftereffect of