Stuck In His Heart

Fortunately, the news was blocked so quickly by Richie that her father hadn't seen any news about slander. Otherwise, how could he call her so late.

She was not in a good mood, so she kept rejecting any contact with outsiders.

Resting on the white, pinkish style pillow that she had bought recently, Consuela sighed with profound resignation.

She thought that if she didn't take the initiative to remind him of the matter, he might want to go back on his words or he might not take it seriously.

But when she picked up the phone, she didn't know what to say. She could only stare at the phone with her eyes wide open and looked at a loss.

The sunshine was three inches away from the bed. She took a deep breath and got out of the bed to do something else.

It was the man who had promised her that. Why would she feel guilty and uneasy? If Richie dared to refuse, she had already made up her mind to scold him.

Cursing him to death.

As she bit the straw, she suddenly realized that she didn't want Richie to go home together. Instead, she was more eager to scold him.

As expected, staying with a man with mental illness for a long time could be infected.

Boom... A burst of rapid footsteps were heard, and then the penetrating sound of Miranda was heard.

"Mrs. Richie, Mrs. Richie ..."

"Something is wrong!" Consuela told herself. She watched Miranda running towards the bedroom absent-minded. When she arrived, she started panting.

a glass of lemonade for her and said resignedly, "Why are you in such a hurry? I don't

front of her waved her hand quickly. Her gesture seemed to be cramped, but she couldn't tell the reason for her coming. Pressing her chin on her hand, Consuela squinted at her and said, "Take your

took a deep breath and shook her head with her big and clear

you been caught eating the food cooked by Emily again?" With a glass of water in her hand, Consuela told the servant

lively and every kind of expression on her face could always bring much

prove her innocence, Miranda shook her head. She had made such a mistake once, to feed stray

she went on like

the lemonade on the table to get

flame had arrived at

this villa was not only a wedding room, but also a golden place that the man used to collect

flame?" Raising her head, she took a sip of the lemonade. Let

who has been flattered by a series of Companies in M Country." Miranda replied, frowning, as if

identity. The frown on Consuela's forehead smoothed. As long as his old flame wasn't Angie,

His old lover is an old lover, whatever her identity is, I am the young

as if she was

had no idea about that woman's temper and her

Ye to come here or we go to the Ye's house together?" Miranda seemed to be aware that it was a

the exaggerated expression on Miranda's face, Consuela laughed out loud and said, "Don't be a coward. No matter how strong and

up and took the unfinished lemon juice upstairs, pouring

was about to break down. Finally, after discussing with Nancy, she decided

it by himself. Mrs. Richie was pregnant, she should not be too emotional.

on the other end of the phone should be talking to someone just now. After receiving the phone, he said 'wait' softly and then went away in the noise.

"What is it?"