Stuck In His Heart

Hearing Cassie's words, Consuela was sure of the authenticity of those photos, although the photos had been cleaned up by the man.

But those sweet and jealous pictures were deeply engraved in her mind and would never disappear for a while.

Different from the friendly conversation between the two girls, Consuela sometimes comforted her.

On the contrary, Richie, who returned to the company, always felt very uncomfortable. Seeing his constipated expression, Tim who went to his office to report work almost ran back.

What if he said something wrong? This would definitely be another one-sided fierce fight, although he would call it a spar righteously.

Richie looked at the man standing by the door half step away from him, with a signature pen in his hand, and knocked lightly on the table. His tone was not friendly. "If you don't have anything else to say, then get out."

His words sound like a gold medal for an amnesty to Tim. Then he forced a smile and said, "Okay, I'm leaving now."

He could come to report when he was not feeling bad, or he could play a trick to let others do it.

However, when he was about to leave the office, the man suddenly looked up at him with an unreadable look in his eyes.

"You come back first. I have something to tell you."

Tim didn't have to stay in the company, but he had to go to the hospital to drive Consuela home safely.

Tim felt something abnormal when he drove to the hospital. The two must have conflict over the photos.

His boss was not a talkative person. He must be oblivious how to make her happy. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked him to join them.

It was definitely a tough task.

As soon as Tim arrived at the hospital, he went straight to the floor where Cassie was. He was busy with handing over various orders to her, and then waiting in line to pay the bills and other kinds of chores.

began, the two of them kept silent and felt

have said that. While Consuela wanted to comfort her, but found that it was her own fault.

she hadn't found Cassie to vent, then there would be no problem. Now, things had been exposed, and she really

the endless cold war, her affection for Richie had slowly dissipated, but not to

was a

was holding things for her, looking official business. But his eyes never rested on Cassie,

trivial things have been done. It's not

four-dimensional color ultrasound in

here for Richie's orders. But something would never come back to the same place overnight because

for a long time. It was so long that she almost forgot what he

little exaggerated, it

as she patted the man's shoulder who was walking

turned around to look at the woman who raised her eyebrows giving some hints.

for my misunderstanding of you. I was too conceited to

woman's attention was totally attracted by his words. What did he mean to believe

intuition told him that she wasn't a bad woman?

of my tolerance for you?" Cassie looked up at him with red eyes. The stubbornness in her eyes was obvious like a lonely ship in a vast sea.

not intend to explain more. He only lowered

last patience run out. She sneered and turned

in the air, "I hope you

around and approached Consuela, who was waiting not far away. "Consuela, let's go," he

now?" Asked Consuela with a

was weird. Cassie, who was usually careless and good-natured, was almost infuriated. However, in her eyes, the unemotional Tim was as serious

comes the elevator." Tim tried to change the topic.

out a long sigh. She wanted to say something, but in the