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?"

came back to her senses and said apologetically,

Since it was a long way to the villa, she took out

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

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

for what he had suffered, but

plane, it was already about ten o'clock at night. Before Consuela was about to go to

the message to her by satellite that was thousands

that man's chuckle, almost made her lose her grip on her mobile phone. After hearing what

at the flesh plants on the window and said calmly, "No, I'M all calm

you curious about the relationship between me and that woman?" The man seemed to be smoking. His sound of exhaling was not covered by the electric current.

that she would be

she curled her lips

he ask her directly?

on his cigarette and coughed. There was also faint laughter from the other end of

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

the woman's answer, but

to the last sentence. She just remembered the

Richie? What would the woman look like when she faced her

quickly and began to send a message to remind

received comfort

don't like a man with strong power. Don't worry. Have

unreasonable words, Consuela had to respond perfunctorily. She then put her phone on the bedside table

the beginning, and maybe no one could

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