Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 192 Fever Illness (1)

As a pregnant woman, Consuela wasn't able to take care of this tall and strong man. With the help of the housemaids, she slowly moved the man onto a king sized bed and then used a wet towel to dry his body.

She touched his warm skin inch by inch. The touch between her fingertips made her feel like being irritated by a slight current.

At this moment, Richie was a real drunkard, but he also had unusual defensive ability. When she took the towel to him, he grabbed her hand directly.

It was so fast that Consuela couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. Before she could lift her hand and remove his fingers, he had already raised his eyelids and said, "Oh, it's you!"

The man's voice was very different from that of before. He sounded like a simple, good boy, which made Consuela feel maternal love and free to do whatever she wanted to do.

Although they were in a cold war, she wanted to deny that she didn't care about him at all.

Then, after the cleaning, she helped him change a set of clean clothes, and threw the equipment with a strong smell of alcohol away.

"In fact, I also owed you in the previous life, so I need to pay you back now." After taking care of the matter, Consuela was exhausted. When she saw the relaxed look on the man's face, she couldn't help but chuckle.

They should have been enemies in the previous life, and they even made some promises to each other, and then neither of them completed.

Therefore, they were destined to be entangled and tormented each other in their lives.

The night deepened. After a quick shower, Consuela yanked the covers and jumped into bed. Looking at the man's deadpan face, she sighed inwardly.

She had read from a book that "If you are with the one you love, you can sleep with all your guard down".

was sober, he always slept with her soundly most of the time. But she didn't think it

man called her name directly and repeatedly complained that except for

Was he crazy?

when she woke up, he wasn't at her side. Then she was surprised to find that the man had covered his forehead

the bathroom, he didn't greet her as if what had

remembered how hard she had been working the day before, she

annoying. She really wanted to see through his face which was always

of the hangover didn't fully cooperate with him after all. After acting in an indifferent way, he

a long while, he didn't open the

big eyes widening in shock. But he didn't dare

he turned his head and showed weakness. He raised his slanted eyes which were full of brutal atmosphere

sweat began to break out on his forehead. He felt his head heavy and he didn't want to

his weak voice, the woman on the big bed was only stunned for a few seconds. Then

like Richie showing weakness. She fell into silence at

opened the door to call someone. She came back very fast, as if she

the master bedroom, she didn't pay much attention to the man. Instead,

felt the temperature. Consuela could tell

the bathroom with a wet towel in her hand, she saw Richie typing some messages

could only see him blush unnaturally. It was true that he was a big fan of work. Even now,

was disappointed at the man. She turned back, wrung the towel to a point that it was almost dry. Then she walked

myself." Richie's tone were very different from what he had said, which was like the winter snow melted like

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