Stuck In His Heart

The enchanting illusion and pink heart of the young girl were shattered into pieces as soon as she finished speaking. Putting on a cold expression on her face, Consuela sat back in her seat.

She thought that she'd better keep silent. It was like killing her sense of humor and youth to talk with this man who had poisonous tongue.

Except for this unhappy episode, everything was good.

She was sitting on a hanging chair for two people, shaking. The romantic movie on her laptop was still playing. The wind from a distance was blowing. One of his hands was still on her shoulder.

Every place was perfect.

The next morning, he got up and put on a casual outfit. When Consuela was too sleepy to open her eyes, he went downstairs to prepare the breakfast.

By the time Consuela got up, the man had already prepared two Chinese breakfast and had done a warm-up exercise in the outer ring of the villa.

In a cotton white nightdress, Consuela walked downstairs. When she passed the kitchen, she saw a towel on Richie's shoulder. He raised his head to drink water as his Adam's apple slid up and down along his movement.

There was a thin layer of sweat on his handsome face. He had screwed down the bottle of water before she could respond.

After greeting him in a neither too cold nor too warm tone, he picked up the towel on his shoulder, casually and naturally wiped the sweat on his face, and then went upstairs.

Watching him leave, Consuela said blankly, "good morning."

When she came to her senses, the man was nowhere to be found.

"Mrs. Richie please go to the living room to have breakfast. The food today is prepared by Mr. Richie himself." Nancy appeared out of nowhere. She raised her eyebrows to imply her.

She had been here for a long time and had served Mr. Richie for many years. But now Mrs. Richie was the first woman that Mr. Richie brought back personally.

for the first time

her eyebrows when she saw the fresh porridge and

porridge casually last night, but she didn't take it seriously. And that man just silently gave her

her eyes glued on the glaring porridge, she sat on the

and sat down in front of her. With a shower's fragrance,

a spoon and eating porridge slowly, and every move was

face was

herself "Everything visible was empty". Then Consuela said, "The porridge tastes very

raising his head, Richie swallowed the porridge in his mouth and wiped his mouth with a napkin next to

off her

could tell that those who didn't trust him might have been defeated by

thousand miles away, no one would want to

and raised the man's chin with the other. "Wow, I like your haughty look," she said

you trying to disabled?" Said Richie

It was true that only the magistrate were free to burn down house, but

false smile and said, "you'll know it's a

was just like being scolded by others, "You're great if you

knife and fork on the table, Consuela quickly withdrew her hand.

to the hospital with

if she was the one who possessed the best resources. She hadn't changed a lot

her exclusive floor, couldn't help yawning and saying, "recently, there have been a lot of high-ranking patients in the hospital,

is not to open your legs." Reminded Richie.

the conversation between them last time, she couldn't help but mock,

raising his eyebrows and the secretly flowing expression in his eyes, she quickly abandoned the inexplicable backbone.

fall asleep as soon as I touch the pillow. I'll introduce a new disciple to you and let her check