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

she only spoke a few words to him for the sake of that man, so that he could not

too serious. But if it was not properly handled, it would leave

really

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

no one could see that she was happy. It was just like she was acting. Her poor acting

and she felt a little hard to keep

her head to check that circle of blisters on her hand. The blisters didn't look serious, but

I don't see that, you won't tell me,

by her depressed expression suddenly surged up again, but he controlled his mood not

let her faint and lie on the bed, even if Wendy was reluctant to

Consuela shrugged her shoulders. She did have such an idea.

she stopped speaking, the car drove fast. The man's face

she still

voice, "Try harder to pat again, to see if your brain can

her mouth and closing her eyes, she grabbed her safety belt and was in a state of defensive.

turned on the music, and the soothing English song made her slightly relax. The

car was tinged with

car stopped in the underground parking lot of HR Hospital. Consuela understood what he was worried about. Although the man didn't say anything else, he was worried

every part of

must be crazy and had been planted with the poison

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