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.

said resignedly, "Why are you in such a hurry? I don't have to run

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

shook her head with her big and clear eyes. She

caught eating the food cooked by Emily again?" With a glass of water

and every kind of expression on her face could

prove her innocence, Miranda shook her head. She had made such a mistake once, to feed stray cats. How could it be possible that others would

on like this, she could only perform an incomparably complicated

sit down. Frowning, she drank up the lemonade on the table to get

was said that Mr. Richie's old flame had arrived at the airport and was on the way

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

she took a sip of the lemonade. Let alone, it was

employee who has been flattered by a series of Companies in M

to pry into that person's identity. The frown on Consuela's forehead smoothed. As long

lover, whatever her identity is, I am

as if she was comforting Miranda or

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

house together?" Miranda seemed to be aware that it was a

face, Consuela laughed out loud and said, "Don't be a coward. No

she stood up and took the unfinished lemon juice upstairs, pouring water to the green

Miranda was about to break down. Finally, after discussing with

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

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. In silence, the man began

"What is it?"