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?"

not far away. She came back to

way to the villa, she took out her phone and downloaded the software which she seldom

for several times, but the news about Harry was still on the headlines, even much more than the entertainment news of many stars getting married and having children with different

or a piece of true news, all of which were revealing Harry's crime. They

for what he had suffered, but she

about to go to bed, she stared at the flickering phone and

message to her by satellite that was thousands of kilometers away from the other side of the sea. "Are you jealous

grip on her mobile phone. After hearing what the man had said, her eyes twitched severely.

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

and that woman?" The man seemed to be smoking. His sound of exhaling was

confidently, feeling that she would be very

but she curled her lips and murmured,

did he ask

and coughed. There was also faint laughter from

he said to

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

didn't pay much attention to the last sentence. She just remembered the word "cousin" and referred to that as "lover of Debbie"?

a sister without blood be treated like this by the cousin, Richie? What would the woman look like when she faced her brother who lived under the

mind, she hanged up the phone quickly and began to send a

the contrary, she received comfort from

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

respond perfunctorily. She then put her phone on

and maybe no one could remove it

the sea raised his eyebrows in disbelief when he saw the