Stuck In His Heart

At the ticket check-in counter, Richie took his briefcase from her hand, slightly lowered his head and leaned his face towards Consuela. "Now I give you a chance to compensate."

Now that his face was so close to hers, she didn't have to guess what he was planning in his mind.

Consuela said, blinking her eyes. The man's skin was fair, more delicate than a woman's. She then kissed on the man's right cheek.

In his disappointment sight, she pushed the man away and said with a smile, "Hurry up. I'll wait for you to come back."

Regardless of the inspector's warning, Richie took the woman who wanted to escape into his arms. The man who put on his sunglasses when he walked out of the lounge raised his hand to gently touch her lips.

He lowered his head and imprinted a mark on her trembling lips due to her nervousness. "This is your punishment."

As soon as he finished his words, he turned around and left, leaving the woman who had been bitten on her lips dumbfounded.

The driver, who was waiting on the side of the airport, came over and said calmly, "Mrs. Richie, it's time to go back."

Consuela rolled her eyes and nodded, "okay."

That man had never told her the truth. What was the relationship between him and the woman who held his arm intimately in the morning?

He escaped from her. And she didn't dare to ask either.

In the building across the airport, an interview to Harry was being played on the LED advertising screen. It seemed to be a live broadcast.

There was no scars on his face. He was talking happily with the host, less reserved and alienated.

However, much to her surprise, the smile on his face wasn't able to hide the sadness in his eyes.

"Mrs. Richie, what's wrong?"

away. She came back to her senses

way to the villa, she took out her phone

news about Harry was still on the headlines, even much more than the entertainment news

a made up or a piece of true news, all of which were revealing Harry's crime. They used a lot of paid supporters to

a headache. She didn't feel guilty for what he had suffered, but she didn't take pleasure in others'

Consuela was about

to her by satellite

on her mobile

slowly walked to the balcony, looked at the flesh plants on

you curious about the relationship between me and that woman?" The man seemed to be smoking. His sound of exhaling

naturally and confidently, feeling that she would

that she wasn't that boring, but she curled her lips and murmured, "why do you

ask

choked on his cigarette and coughed. There was also faint laughter from the

stop coughing and cast a cold glance at the man sitting opposite him. Then he said to Consuela, "That woman is my cousin's adopted

own, not thinking of the woman's answer, but throwing

last sentence. She just remembered the word "cousin" and referred to that

would

conspiracy in her mind, she hanged up the phone quickly

contrary, she received comfort from that woman.

worry. Have a good talk

her phone on the bedside table and tucked

had been from the beginning, and maybe no one could

man on the other side of the sea raised his eyebrows in disbelief when he saw the phone was