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

was a long way to the

much more than the entertainment news of many stars getting married and having children with different

one knew whether it was a made up or a piece of true news, all of which

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

about to go

as the line was connected, the man joked. He transmitted the message to her by satellite that was thousands of kilometers away from the other side of the

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

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

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

and confidently, feeling that she would be

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

he ask her

coughed. There was also faint laughter from the other end of the line. It was from a stranger.

and cast a cold glance at the man sitting opposite him. Then he said to Consuela, "That woman is my cousin's adopted sister. They have no blood

own, not thinking of the woman's answer, but throwing out what he needed to

remembered the word "cousin" and

the cousin, Richie? What would the woman look like when she faced her brother who lived under the same roof?

conspiracy in her mind, she hanged up the phone quickly and began to send a message to remind the crazy woman,

received comfort from

strong power. Don't worry. Have a good talk with

Debbie uttered some unreasonable words, Consuela had to respond perfunctorily. She then put her phone on the bedside table and tucked herself in before going to

between them had been from the beginning, and maybe no one could remove it in

raised his eyebrows in disbelief when he saw