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.

something wrong and didn't report to him, he must lose not only

and pale face, she leaned her head against the window. Her eyes did not blink for a long time, like

It was weird.

the familiar road, Consuela suddenly resisted and sat straight. She said to the man, "I don't want to go back to the villa. You just need to drive

Richie, if you don't go back safely,

I will take the consequences." After a pause, in order to comfort him, she

her to the nearest bus station under the determined attitude of the person. Even the idea of waiting by

know what you've said. You'll be fired." As she was fidgeting

although she had texted him to be on guard against that woman. She didn't tell him what would happen or who

was so

sigh, Consuela turned around and walked out of the station. She walked on

were all of famous brands in the fashion field. Although it was Emily who followed the

dog, attracting people's attention on the road. And many people who knew the brands.

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

her sugar daddy,

the other's mind. Pursing her lips, Consuela quickened her pace to avoid

had 89 dollars in her bag, and she had

was about five o'clock in the afternoon, she was in an unknown downtown area. She made a call to the number that the driver specially left. Her voice was calm and hoarse. "Sorry for

Polite enough.

driver was nervously waiting for the call. His mood was unusually good. He quickly drove to the somewhat abstract place she described.

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

It's my treat," Said Consuela, waving at the driver.

to work. When he