Stuck In His Heart

The radio was on in the car. The subtle sound of electric current from it brought an indescribable feeling to the car, which could calm her down.

Putting her hand on her belly, Consuela suddenly burst into laughter. She was Richie's legal wife now. He wouldn't hold a wedding ceremony for her, but he had restricted her with a marriage license.

She should keep confident in both arrogant Laura and Angie, who was always cherished by the man but she had never met before.

Instead of perturbed.

At least she could sit there steadily and did not get kicked down from the position. She did not need to panic.

After arriving at the destination, she took out a pair of brown sunglasses from her handbag and wore it to cover two thirds of her face.

Her chin was exposed and her lips were pressed into a thin line. Her straight nose was outstanding in the sunlight.

She took out her mobile phone and called Laura. After explaining to the waiter of the coffee shop, she was led into the reserved private room of the woman.

The retro style of the box made it look stylish. When Consuela sat down, raising her eyebrows, the menu was pushed over by Laura.

"I don't know what you like to drink. Order it yourself. I don't want to hear the gossip that I even don't want to buy you a drink."

The woman said sarcastically. Consuela wasn't afraid of her at all, but she was instantly alerted.

How kind-hearted she was! How could she really give her something to eat or drink? Consuela remembered that at the beginning, it was the dignified woman in the opposite direction who slapped her directly without saying anything. But now the woman was sitting right in front of her, elegant and dignified.

Laura knew she had been the wife of Richie. That

in my face." Closing the menu, Consuela smiled and looked straight into

which made

looked up at the waiter standing aside, raised her eyebrows and

to stop laughing. Glaring at Consuela, she said sarcastically, "since you know you can't attract my attention, why are you so shameless as to press

sadness flashed through her eyes. Consuela smiled quietly, "I don't know why he likes me.

good at showing off. When she spoke, the look on

her calmness

should have regarded this bitch as her enemy when she first met her in Sruthan Building,

to beat up that bastard. The woman had begun to show off. The intoxication

cup trembled. When she calmed down, she couldn't help

on the kraft bag on her leg, and a real smile was finally shown on her face. She

is to show you something interesting." As she spoke, she threw the kraft paper bag to Consuela, squinting at her with a meaningful smile

reached out to the bag and began to shake the photos out of it. Even though there were only a few pictures in the bag, Consuela was still shocked by what she

the time wasn't very long, but it contained an obscene aura. Consuela reached out to pick it

was too excited

sideways, and each of their movement was intimate and sweet, making

marry her, she would probably be happy and also

was her husband, Richie. She had never regarded him as a vigorous and charming

be a lie that she was not

the photo, the other main character was a land like woman, whose deep