Stuck In His Heart

"Who sent you here?" After a pause, an idea struck Consuela.

"It's Mr. Richie. He asked me to come here and apologize to you. He said that if I didn't get your forgiveness, I couldn't stay here," Miranda said, lowering her head.

She should be scared to death by him.

"It doesn't matter. You can leave now. You don't need to do such a trivial thing."

"Yes..." Miranda wanted to say something, but she finally chose to be silent.

She left, trembling. Only Consuela stood in the corridor with one hand on the doorknob. She didn't know whether she should go to the study to face the storm of his anger or just keep silent.

At the end of the corridor, there was a storm brewing in the study of Richie.

How much did he care about the past that he rebuked Miranda like this? All she could think about now was that pointing at one but abuse another.

As a warning to her.

She grabbed the doorknob for a moment, but didn't open it. With a giggle, she walked towards the study.

No matter what bad face he had made, she wanted to have a look at it. Then she would give in once she had a desire.

She walked to the door of the study which left a crack not closed completely. It seemed to be waiting for someone to push it open and enter directly.

For the photos, Consuela didn't want to tell him the truth, though she had noticed how nice Richie had been to her lately.

However, there was something that could not be completely concealed. It was better to be exposed as soon as possible.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a regular knock on the door. However, before she saw the man's face, she was frightened by a gloomy voice. "Get out."

sweat off her forehead. Still, she didn't

the face of

eventually burst out, and the consequences could not be redeemed.

cleared her throat and answered,

a handbag on the sofa nearby.

didn't know what

white face, not a fool could understand his gloomy mood at

just flew up was completely shattered by

the matter?" It was rare that he spoke in a normal relaxed tone.

when she pushed the door open, as if he was sure that she

more about the

eat for you. Do you need

in her hands. The innocent look on her face was

in the room suddenly dropped by

to close the door for me when you leave." He seemed

she nodded in agreement, but her legs were stiff and she couldn't move

a quarrel,

your work." Consuela realized that the man didn't want to talk to her. She took a

she felt relieved with the

eye, she cast a glance at

didn't feel anything, and the

back her hand naturally, and then with the handbag in her hand

lasted for a very short time, but somehow because of a guilty conscience, she

step forward, and then she left regardless of anything. This seemed not to be

long as Richie did not ask, she could

him couldn't hold his breath anymore. He opened the drawer and took

with one hand and held her bag with the other. She was too stiff to look back at the man. She