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?"

did the yoga teacher do

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

turn around and leave, Consuela suddenly remembered and asked, "When did you plant

had worked there for a

but she felt more that many servants in the villa were

something happened, his mother would know it and come here at once. It was difficult

by Mr. Richie himself from abroad. They have been planted since he moved out and started his own house. Mr. Richie seldom came back here before, so he asked me and

it should be related to Angie.

a smile, Consuela replied,

only Consuela in the room, not knowing what

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

didn't know when it would become what he

Consuela gulped down a glass of milk and turned around to go upstairs.

very low-key way. With her hands grasping the bag with photos, she

Laura tried to synthesize the photos or not.

her well. She believed that all the good

in L City. She followed her sister and Harry before. Her parents

person from other province. Where was not

what Consuela wanted to do, Debbie said, "After the

the boss knows that I take you to that kind of

driver that she wanted to meet a few friends whom she hadn't seen for a long time and asked him to pick her up

this rule last time. He wouldn't let Consuela