Stuck In His Heart

Richie and Consuela arrived at the parking lot of the hotel. Consuela was carefully protected. She enjoyed being held in his arms all the way. When they got off the floor, they were always surrounded by onlookers.

By this time, she would always be a little bit shy. She directly buried her head in the man's chest and could clearly feel that his chest trembled with laughter.

Consuela resisted the urge to scratch marks on his face, but she didn't dare to do so.

As soon as they arrived at the parking lot, Tim got out of one car. The door was opened as soon as they arrived. Richie walked into the passenger seat with Consuela in his arms. He put down Consuela, then went to sit on the driver's seat.

He nodded to Tim and drove away.

"Why did you go to the mall?" Richie suddenly asked in a low voice.

Startled by his sudden voice, the woman who was about to close her eyes for a rest immediately opened her eyes.

She had exposed too much of her shock.

A dead silence of coldness pervaded in the car, as if two invisible big hands were taking the air and trying to suffocate her.

She rolled down the window and wanted to roll it up, but the window was already locked.

It seemed that only answering his questions would she be allowed to do anything else.

She turned her head and looked at him aggressively. There was a faint anger in her black-and-white eyes. "I said I wanted to relax because of the boredom, but you didn't believe me. Then you said what kind of reasonable request you wanted me to make up, so that you could rest assured?"

Everything was faking. She just wanted that man to trust her.

She thought this matter must have been turned over because of her ankle sprain, but she didn't expect to be forced to tell a lie at this time.

didn't look into her eyes. His hand was still on the steering wheel, which was so slender and fair skinned that it was a pair of hands that many people wanted to

as she imagined, she thought artists should have.

it so difficult for you to tell the truth?" The driver told him that she had got out

deprive her of her freedom. Therefore, both the driver and the servants in the villa would do as

Consuela would threaten them, they would report to

Consuela

that she couldn't tell it.

place where the window was opened with her

couldn't help opening the

chilly wind blew into the car. Consuela's face relaxed a lot. "If you don't believe me, you'll doubt

was indeed

rushed into the street silently and stopped at a red light. The two people in the car were

how to respond. Richie did not want to reply, while Consuela did not want to go on talking. They could only cooperate with each

was called the cold faced king of hell who

it anymore and

then, being watched as a monkey? On the other hand, they didn't have a wedding. What was worse,

was just that there was a marriage certificate

would hurt a person's feelings that she had fallen in love with

see what kind of workaholic you are." Asked Consuela, rolling her eyes at the man.

When he came to himself, he smiled

she was totally enchanted by the man's beauty. She slightly moved her pink lips, her eyes flashing with

the man's lips disappeared. She scolded

forward. If there was no safety belt fixed, she thought that it would not be long before the

to be a neurotic. However, as soon as she saw his gloomy eyes, she turned her head back, as if