Stuck In His Heart

Richie tilted his head to look at her. The corners of his lips lifted into a smirk. But he didn't say a word. The most important thing in his mind was silence.

The corners of her mouth twitched. Consuela turned her head to look out of the window. She didn't understand why Richie didn't like her elder sister.

Her sister was much better than this guy who always turned his back on her.

After a long while, the car was still not started. Confused, Consuela turned her head to look at the man who was sitting in the driver's seat, thinking about something.

"Aren't you leaving now?" she asked in a soft, gentle voice

Before he could answer, the man suddenly locked his eyes on her arm, which was suddenly placed on her leg. "What's the matter with your hand?"

At that time, the atmosphere in the car was tense. Stunned, Consuela did not hide any more. She used another free hand to cover the blue and purple trace.

"Nothing. I just...rubbed the skin when pulling... "

She was even scalded by the tea pot she was holding. It hurt so much at that time, but she had to endure it and pretended to be disdainful of that woman.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly leaned over. He said in a low voice with a bit of pity, "is it hurt?"

A false smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. His deep eyes locked her evasive eyes. "Don't bear it. The one who hurts is you. Answer me honestly."

When the woman was about to say something, the man, who was a little away from her, suddenly leaned over and removed the hand that she used to cover directly, ignoring her will.

As a result, the bruises on her wrists were completely exposed to the air, and there were small blisters on it in circles, which looked pitiful for no reason.

Under the gaze of the woman, Richie loosened his grip, twitched the corners

without saying a word. When she was in the box, she only spoke a few words to him for the sake of that man, so that he could not detect the

it was not properly

was really impressed.

Consuela grinned and said impatiently, "You didn't give me any time

was happy. It was just like she was acting. Her poor acting skill

and it seemed that he was trying his best to move forward. She was pregnant and she felt a little hard to keep pace with him, so she had no

of blisters on her hand. The blisters didn't look serious, but the mixture of

I don't see that, you

that had just dissipated by her depressed expression suddenly surged up again, but he controlled his

if he let her faint and lie on the bed, even

She did have such an

The man's face had been covered with thick black, like her favorite black

patted her head, feeling amused. How could she still think about such a mess in such a critical

to pat again, to see if your

feel incompetent. Twitching the corners of her mouth and closing her eyes, she

music, and the soothing English song made her slightly relax. The dullness in the car gradually melted in the song.

in the car was tinged with some indescribable charming.

lot of HR Hospital. Consuela understood what he was

instant, that kind of warmth rushed to every part of her body

been planted with the

look at the man next to her, who had a poker face. She suddenly felt that he was