Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 163 Photos Exposed (7)

Tim put down his phone and forced a wry smile.

It was easy for him to refuse, and he would never believe what he heard or saw. But he knew that seeing was believing.

It was hard to uproot such kind of idea once it was deeply rooted in one's mind.

"Bang Bang Bang..." There was a knock on the office door.

"Come in, please." Tim exhaled a deep breath and looked at the secretary in black and white suit walking in. After putting up her black frame glasses, she reported the schedule to him.

"Mr. Tim, there's a document which needs your signature, and a client needs you to deliver it in person. The dinner is set in half an hour."

"Okay, I know."

He pinched his forehead, the blue veins throbbing in his temples. Again, he scolded Richie in his heart, leaving behind a lot of work that should be done by himself.

Instead, he was at home with his wife and the child who was about to be born.

After grumbling in his heart for a long time, he lifted the cup of coffee on the table and had a sip. Immediately he felt a little depressed.

Cassie usually texted him or called him to remind him to have lunch. When she was not busy, she would bring him to eat directly.

But ever since the last time she drank and cursed, the relationship between the two had not been as warm as before. He did not have the mood to play up to her, and Cassie should have also felt heart broken.

Sometimes he felt that it was good to live like this, and sometimes he felt a little unaccustomed to it as now, and then he felt depressed subconsciously.

was not a bad thing.

just consoled himself. He picked it up and answered the phone.

a feeling that the sun met the thick and dark clouds, and didn't know when the warmth of the

pack of cigarettes, and sat on the

and looked up at the bright lights not

was about to burn to the skin of his fingers. Then, it was

floor. The scarlet little fire did not extinguish. In his eyes, there was a

door was pushed open and

white, clear eyes, and swept directly at the desk. When she didn't see the

He was also counting the

a light that pointed the direction in the dark, which lightened his mood inexplicably.

he didn't notice it at

wondered how he had disappeared all

any secret gears in the study? Was there a mysterious door at the back of the book?

big round eyes. When she thought of the miserable death of the people in TV series who knew too much, she wasn't interested in finding out the truth.

the study blocked the sight of Richie.

her attention. She

His dark eyes looked at her, deep

was a handsome man no matter what kind

she suddenly felt as if she was a head lower

leg and stared at her with dark eyes, as if a young wolf had seen a prey that broke into his

up, trying to make herself look as imposing as possible. She

It was as if someone blindly poured nicotine into the room,

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