Stuck In His Heart

The other day, he didn't go to bed until about four o'clock in the morning. He woke up at six twenty in the morning. When she opened her sleepy eyes, she saw the man wearing a tie.

When she closed her eyes, she could hear light footsteps approaching her.

When he walked to the bedside, he bowed his head and kissed her on the lips. The hoarse and ambiguous voice of greeting made her earlobes burn, "good morning."

He strode out of the bedroom as Consuela still pretended to be asleep.

As soon as the bedroom door was closed, Consuela immediately opened her eyes. Her eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment. 'that man is really affectionate!' she thought.

Sometimes, being meticulous and petty would make her feel that she may be loved and protected in the palm of his hand. If there was no outsider stretching out her hand to break that false illusion, she would really be able to sink in.

She should express her gratitude to Laura.

After she got up, she found a white, gray dress, with its low-key logo hidden in the hem from the wardrobe.

After washing her face and brushing her teeth, she stooped down and fumbled for the bottom of the dresser. She then took out the kraft paper bag. When she opened the corners of the letter, she could see a few photos in it.

She was in a bad mood all of a sudden. After tidying up her things, she went downstairs as usual to have the breakfast specially prepared by Nancy.

The man who had cleaned up in the morning was not here. So she didn't have to pretend anymore.

When she was chewing the tasteless seafood porridge, the familiar maid Miranda suddenly came over and said, "Mrs. Richie, Mr. Richie ordered you not to have yoga class next month."

After swallowing the porridge, she asked in confusion, "Why not?"

the yoga teacher do

what the problem was. As a result, she didn't know

turn around and leave, Consuela suddenly remembered and asked, "When did you plant these flowers in the

She had worked there for a long time

that many servants in the villa were actually sent by

if something happened, his mother would know it and come here

been planted since he moved out and started his own house. Mr. Richie seldom came back here before,

it should be related to Angie.

a smile, Consuela replied, "you

doubt, Miranda nodded and left. There was only Consuela

garden was for the future mistress, but the real mistress was not the one

didn't know when it would become what he

glass of milk and turned around

grasping the bag with photos, she headed to the photo studio that Debbie had pointed

or not. Although she had known the answer, she

looked forward to seeing the false photos. She hoped that Richie would treat her well. She believed that all the

not many places she knew about in L City. She followed her sister and Harry before. Her

local, she had to ask Debbie, a person from other province. Where was not very famous, but a good photo studio?

Consuela wanted to do, Debbie said, "After the baby is born,

to accept it, Debbie added, "If the boss knows that I

villa to get to the destination directly. Instead, she stopped at a cafe. She told the driver that she wanted to

let Consuela take another car to his villa by herself.