Stuck In His Heart

There were so many unknowns in this marriage that each of them could drag her directly to hell and never got up again.

However, she was unable to change the reality. She could only wait as time went by. Then she became more and more afraid of meeting something.

Consuela raised her head to look at the dark sky. All of a sudden, she looked away, her eyes empty. There was nothing she could do but feel helpless.

She took out her cell phone from her bag, but she still received no reply from that man. She pursed her lips slightly and her face was no longer very good-looking. She stiffly typed a few words.

Then she walked to the parking lot. When the driver, who had been waiting for a long time, saw her, he hurriedly opened the door and waited.

Seeing the woman's gray face from the rearview mirror, the driver could not help but ask, "Mrs. Richie, are we going back to the villa directly?"

He wondered who she had met inside and why she became like this. Should she inform Mr. Richie about this?

While wondering whether he should betray Mrs. Richie or not, the woman in the back seat suddenly raised her eyebrows.

With a smile, Consuela said, "I hope you can shut your mouth. After all, I'm the mistress of the Ye Clan. I have the right to fire a driver."

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and he nodded awkwardly. "Don't worry, Mrs. Richie. I always keep my mouth shut. Absolutely..."

The driver shut up his mouth when he was suddenly glanced at by Consuela. Embarrassed, he kept silent all the way and dared not say one more word.

Now he became more suspicious of what she had gone through in the box.

No matter how she threatened him, he would never forget that who his boss was.

to him, he must lose

leaned

It was weird.

straight. She said to the man, "I don't want to go back to the villa.

Richie, if you don't go back safely, I

After a pause, in order to comfort him, she added, "I'll ask you to pick me

the determined attitude

Richie about me, or I'll know what you've said. You'll be fired." As she was fidgeting with her nails, she got out

texted him to be on guard against that woman. She didn't tell him what

was why the man was so indifferent. He hadn't texted

letting out a deep sigh, Consuela turned around and walked out of the station. She walked on the sidewalk, but she didn't know where she was

wore a pair of wide dark brown sunglasses and the clothes she wore were all of famous brands in the fashion field. Although

attracting people's attention on the road. And many

getting dressed? I guess that there's at most two hundred cash in her LV

by her sugar daddy, but got

other's mind. Pursing her lips, Consuela

had 89 dollars in her bag, and she had forgotten the small change after she used it

a call to the

Polite enough.

call. His mood was unusually good.

drove to downtown with a loud laugh. In a greasy eating noodles shop, he saw a woman who ordered

eat. It's my treat,"

the man was a driver, he was paid well. He was comparable to some white-collar workers who just went to work. When he saw the woman who was the daughter of the