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.

for her and said resignedly, "Why are you in such a hurry? I don't have to run around. Drink some

cramped, but she couldn't tell the reason for her coming. Pressing her

with her

a glass of water in her hand, Consuela told the servant

on her face could always bring much joy to

to feed

fine. Sit down and calm down." If she went on like this, she

she drank up the lemonade on

Mr. Richie's old flame had arrived at the airport

was not only a wedding room,

took a sip of the

a series of Companies in M Country." Miranda replied, frowning, as if she was reciting some

forehead smoothed. As long as his old flame wasn't Angie, she wouldn't

old lover, whatever

her eyes, as if she was comforting Miranda or herself.

Miranda got worried. She thought that Mrs. Richie had no idea about that woman's temper and her

asking Mrs. Ye to come here or we go to the Ye's house together?" Miranda seemed to

laughed out loud and said, "Don't

took the unfinished lemon juice upstairs, pouring water to the green plants

Miranda was about to break down. Finally, after discussing with Nancy, she decided to call Richie and report to him.

Mr. Richie's matter, he should solve it by himself. Mrs. Richie was pregnant, she should not be too emotional.

was finally picked up. The person on the other end of the phone should be talking to someone just now.

"What is it?"