Stuck In His Heart

However, Richie was unable to slap any more. He held the woman's chin with one hand and raised her head to look at him. At this moment, he could see her little face clearly.

She bit her lower lip and stayed silent. The thick black eyelashes were trembling because of the fear in the bottom of her heart. Her face was stubborn and did not want to admit defeat.

Somehow, his hand was just patting on the shoulder as he felt a soft spot in his heart.

Consuela's eyes widened in shock. She couldn't believe what she just saw. The look on her face told him that the man in front of her was a freak who liked domestic violence.

It seemed that he was in a good mood again. He smiled and said, "For the sake of our child, I will let you go this time."

He knew how to hurt her heart, just like she knew that it was just an angry sentence, but she still couldn't help feeling sad.

Consuela's eyes were stained with tears. She just stared at him with a faint smile, her face full of disappointment.

What was she disappointed about?

Richie didn't have much time to speculate. He threw the photos on her. Consuela knew that those were given to her by Laura.

She bit her lower lip and said nothing. In the man's eyes, her expression was stubborn to the point of not giving in.

"I hope it won't happen again."

Raising her hand, she cast a few glares at him before turning around. "Thank you for your kindness," she said ironically

The pictures fell to the ground. The beautiful and shinning smile in the small square photo was now mocking their current situation.

She seemed to no longer know how to get along with this man. When they were with each other, they started all kinds of sarcasm or satire together.

Richie stood still without any movements. After she disappeared in his sight, he lowered his head and looked

if he wanted to smile, but the corners of his mouth kept moving down. It was really difficult.

table. The laptop hadn't been in dormant. The headline on the news was harsh. He

took out his phone and made a call. "Control the people who started

upstairs and only saw the corner of the stairs. Others were blocked. Richie smiled bitterly. What was he expecting

woman understand what he was thinking at the moment.

have been a mistake from

away directly, regardless of the time. Curling up on the big bed in

be better if he could leave. At least she wouldn't have to face him in such embarrassment.

up from the bed and opened the door. The woman dressed in the formal maid's clothes was about to peep inside. Consuela took a step forward

"Let's go downstairs."

Mrs. Richie, Mr.

upset in her eyes. She smiled and said, "Miranda, don't mention anything that I don't want to talk about. I want to

her mind, Miranda knew that it was not a good

investigate, but she was good at gauging

servants just stood aside, watching her eating. They didn't say anything

to say something, but they didn't dare to say a word without Consuela's

too clear that she didn't

her frankness made them feel nervous.

meal, Consuela wiped her mouth with a napkin, looking a bit

Emily came to pack up, she couldn't help

his anger subside today? If it was too serious, could she

she quickly wiped her mouth and kneaded the napkin into a ball. "Sorry, I don't know,"

she finished speaking, she stood up and walked out of the dinning room. Only the people around looked at

Mrs. Ye about this?" When plum LAN took the plate, she looked at the delicately carved wooden elevator, and then looked at the woman