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.

was only four months old, and it did not

at the man intently, a smile

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

that this was not a good sign. It could be

dining room. A smile appeared on his

him in this way just to

to withdraw his gaze. He looked very calm as if he didn't know what was going on. She

had to mouthed, "an

just a beautiful accident.

at the pot. His attitude was

and looked at him, with a touch of loss

eggs and lettuce. The noodles looked so smooth that it

learn it? It looks great." With

Richie explained, "When I was studying abroad, I cooked by myself. At that

remembered the story that Cassie told her, she didn't want to talk about it anymore and

this man to be as crazy as

of his face was in the light, and half in the darkness. He gently bit his thin lips

saw that woman frowning. She seemed to think of something unhappy, her expression

failed to take her mind back. He

hungry, I will eat first." The man looked at her and

the noodles. Taken aback by this accident, Consuela snatched the chopsticks and put the noodles into

was so fickle. Why didn't he wait for her a

just been out of the pot, it was so hot that she felt very uncomfortable. She wanted to spit it out,

was numb. She could not find out whether the noodles were delicious or

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

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