Stuck In His Heart

Startled by the thud from the door, Consuela took the grip on the doorknob less. After a short moment, she turned her head around and only saw the trembling sound of the door.

She sighed and thought it was of good quality.

Consuela was shocked. But her belly became peaceful. It was a little weird.

Soon, a car left the villa. The light in front of the car was so dazzling that it turned into a small star from a large ball and gradually drove far away.

She leaned against the carved door, feeling very uncomfortable.

After taking a deep breath, she hurriedly opened the door and found the soft bed in the darkness. She lay straight and curled up.

She touched her belly and drew the outline. She couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was.

She suddenly sat up and ran to the toilet with her hands on her stomach. She still couldn't stand it.

When Richie arrived at Sruthan Building, it was already off work time. There were people leaving the company one after another. He only nodded in response to their greeting all the way.

He went straight into the lift and went straight to the top floor.

He was only wearing a white shirt, and it was still very cold in the season approaching spring.

He was in such a hurry that he forgot to put on his coat. In fact, he just wanted to be angry with that person. He was as childish as a naive child.

As soon as he walked out of the elevator, his cell phone rang in his pocket. He frowned and asked, "what's the matter?"

As soon as he said this, he saw the man who had called him in a hurry from the corner of his eye.

"We have figured out the identity of the mysterious man. I was about to send you some files." A paper document was passed from Tim.

face was filled with indescribable flirtation, and his hand holding the files also tightened.

not the process, suddenly asked, "How did you find

tone, "send all our men to investigate her whereabouts

was like information leaked directly by that person.

think there would be so many good people who would help each other.

frowned and put away his expression. He took the document and sat directly on the wide chair behind the

serious with the words he saw. It was not a

Tim even hid his breath, as if afraid of

happy, but it's a

Tim felt a little sorry for that

was agitated. He whispered, "She's alive, she's

calm as he used to be.

too. He had thought that even if the man was excited, he would change his expression at

sigh and wondered

eyes, he wanted to say

couldn't say a

Angie was alive, she didn't come to him either. She even helped others to prevent the work progress of Sruthan Group. All the evidences were pointing that she might be the

by the news that Angie was still alive, and he

didn't think it was a good

was now an enemy rather than a comrade

Tim could not help sitting on the sofa

by neon lights. The night life was in full swing, but he had to stay here with the man on

photo of

How could he be dealt with if he beat up the boss? Would he be fired? Tim

the photo. His voice was indifferent, but there was still a remains of the crazy corpse