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.

her little by little. Maybe she was really like a ruthless cat who could raise her

Laura and the photo hidden under the dressing table today, Consuela felt more and

wished. For example, the gap between them, and Angie,

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

darkness. It was as if someone had stretched out his hand and

bed. She touched nothing, but there was only coldness left. She suddenly could not say the rest

night lamp overhead. Through the dim and soft light, she saw

no energy to care about where the man had gone. She held the quilt tightly

could have met her parents in less than one month, but

once so that her parents could not see this man.

burdens of him. He didn't say anything, but she had

man, no matter what

calmed down from her nightmare. She sat on the bedside, wondering how to get rid of the nightmare. Just as she was about to turn off the lights, the door

for two seconds. Then, Consuela came to herself and was about to tell the person what had

but there was sweat on her forehead.

concealed his look and walked to her. He took out his

frowned, and his voice, which had not much emotion, was softened by

didn't know what to say. She knew it without thinking. If she asked the man what he had done, he

went to sleep.

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

pale, so

sat down by the side of the bed. Looking at the flickering eyes of the

a good mood,

that it was already three o'clock in the morning. There was a surge of curiosity in her