Stuck In His Heart

How could he be so brazen to question her?

"If you distrust me just because of the information you collected, I have nothing to say."

She had a deep love for Harry in the past and somehow couldn't extricate herself. She couldn't deny this, nor would she deny it.

No matter how that man was corroded, she could not erase the mark she had left.

It was her first love, but finally turned into a misty bubble.

Tut, it was really hypocritical.

"Okay, I trust you once." Said Richie with a smile. He lowered his head and looked into her eyes.

However, much to Consuela's surprise, she knew very well that this man in front of her was a paranoid. This suspicious man turned his face faster than turning a book. He didn't ask anything for no reason.

Richie's remarks made her feel sad and uncertain about her future.

The two people, who always didn't like each other, would never live well.

Then he fell asleep with his wife in his arms. His thick eyelashes covered his attractive eyes.

He put his hand on her waist instinctively again, getting closer to her.

Consuela pursed her lips and looked at the man sleeping soundly. She furrowed her eyebrows as if telling him that she wasn't satisfied with him.

This second, he was as happy as a baby when the baby in her belly kicked her. In the next second, he could turn his face immediately for something unimportant.

she was really

the arrogant Laura and the photo hidden under the dressing table today, Consuela

not just disappear as she wished. For example, the gap between them, and

for a long time, and she was woken up by the nightmare at midnight. She trembled, her lips trembling

had stretched out his hand and

touched nothing, but there was only coldness left. She

to turn on the night lamp overhead. Through the dim and soft light, she saw that

had gone. She held the quilt tightly and went silent, with the last light

in less than one month, but

not see this man. However, the Xia

father had been so good to her, but she could not share the burdens of him. He didn't

matter

the bedside, wondering how to get rid of the nightmare. Just as she was about to

the faint light, they stared blankly at each other for two seconds. Then, Consuela came to herself and was about to tell the person what had happened. "I

sweat on her forehead. It was so easy to prove

concealed his look and walked to her. He took out his hands in his pockets and put one hand on her forehead.

and his voice, which had not much emotion, was

it without thinking. If she asked the man what he had

just went

too scared that I'm a little bit hot. It'll be okay after I have

looked pale, so she

flickering eyes of the woman,

man seemed to be in a good

it was already three o'clock in the morning. There was a