Stuck In His Heart

Feeling that she had been deceived, Consuela drew her hand back. Then she heard the clear laughter and a hoarse, clear voice.

"What are you afraid of? I'm your husband now. Whatever you do to me is legal." The man paused with a smile, "do you like the feeling of sneaking around?"

Now that there was a basin of dirty water pouring down her face, she pushed the man away, opened her eyes, grabbed the quilt and threw it on the man. Then she quickly got up and walked towards the bathroom.

"What are you going to do?" asked the man, confused

The woman answered in a strong voice, "I'm disinfecting myself."

"Don't you want to talk with me?"

The bathroom door slammed shut. The ground tossed the door a few times before it came back to peace. Richie sat in the seat where the woman had been.

His thin lips curved slightly, and his delicate features were lightened up by the soft sleep lamp in the room, which was somewhat cold and thin, but unconsciously became warm.

He couldn't believe that he would have taken shameless measures just because of the woman's words.

How could he change so much that he almost couldn't recognize himself.

While in the bathroom, Consuela turned on the tap and carried a handful of water, rushing to her face and washing it several times before she felt better.

She picked up the towel on the other side and slightly wiped the water from her face. She looked up at the half mirror and saw herself in a haggard and pale face.

Her lips were pale and cold like ice, and her eyes were lifeless like the eyes of the groom, Terence.

She suddenly felt that the two of them really looked like each other. One wanted to marry the childhood sweetheart he didn't like, and the other was forced to marry the father of her child.

all of a sudden.

her feet, trying to pass the man and walking out.

be addicted to laughing. Hearing her words, he did not make any reply. He just chuckled, as if in a very good

she lowered her head, she could see the corner of

see my shy and unrealistic wife. I'm afraid that she has been suffocated to death in the bathroom. If the rumors get out, it will be hard to hear." Leaning against the door of the bathroom, he lifted his leg again to block her

was low and sad. Consuela was so angry that she almost rolled up her sleeves and

could be so shameless, but she could

With a smile, she said,

mind at all. So no matter what he looked like now, he couldn't make

the birth of her baby. She could still wait for a few months, but she must be

to do? The child will be traumatized when he is born without a mother or a father," Richie

was no smile in the

really made

walked out of the bathroom. The man didn't reply her answer. He heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing her soft

have to wait like this for their child? Would they like to spend the rest of their life slowly

outside. And she was under the control of him, but she could only stay in the room to live without husband every day.

one day the child knew that she lived such a

behind her, but he didn't say

as if he was thinking about something or he was trying

but her face was still pale. She leaned against the pink wall on the balcony and looked into

someone. She seemed very

chance to relax no

to her, "Take away those who care for me. Wherever I go, they follow, just about to follow me to the

her, but to monitor. Although those people were hiding in the crowd, she could still find