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.

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

smile, but the corners of his mouth kept moving down. It

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

phone and made a call. "Control the people who started those things, and then think

informing everything, he looked up at the upstairs and only saw the corner of the stairs. Others were

that woman understand what he was thinking at the

their relationship should have been

directly, regardless of the time. Curling up on the big bed in the master bedroom, Consuela listened to the roar of a

At least she wouldn't have to face him in such embarrassment.

knocked at the door of the master bedroom. Consuela got up from the bed and opened the door. The woman dressed in the formal maid's clothes was about

"Let's go downstairs."

Mrs. Richie, Mr.

eyes. She smiled and said, "Miranda, don't mention

the questions all over her mind, Miranda knew

was just the one that Emily sent to investigate, but she was

dining room was rather depressing. The servants just stood aside, watching her eating. They didn't

say something, but they didn't dare to say a word

She was too clear that she didn't want to answer the question, so she pretended

made them

her mouth with a napkin, looking a bit

help asking, "Mrs. Richie, will Mr. Richie come back

her vaguely. Would his anger subside today? If it was too serious, could she ask Mrs. Ye to come here and take care of them?

and kneaded

up and walked out of the dinning room. Only the people around looked

When plum LAN took the plate, she looked at the delicately carved wooden elevator, and then looked at the woman with