Stuck In His Heart

Outside the French window of the corridor, lightning was still shining and the deafening thunder seemed to hit her heart, with a kind of palpitation that could not be said more.

Nancy wasn't expecting Consuela would say that. After a pause, she asked, "Mrs. Richie, don't you want Mr. Richie to come back?"

"Even if I try my best to figure it out, he may not come back on such a day."

As soon as she finished saying that, she walked into the master bedroom without hesitation and closed the door. Leaning against the door, she looked ahead and wanted to laugh and cry.

In the corridor, Nancy shook her head with profound resignation. As the servants, they couldn't cross the line and help the couple.

She just hoped there would be no more ups and downs between them since Mrs. Richie was pregnant.

That night, as expected, Richie did not come back. She held the pillow and fell asleep insensibly. The lightning flashed and thunder roared, hiding her fear deep in her heart.

After all, she was not alone fighting now.

She didn't know that when Richie just woke up and opened his unusually dry eyes, he saw Cassie in a white coat, and slowly flowing liquid.

When he struggled to get up, his head was so painful that it seemed to be sewed by a scabby doctor after being chopped off.

"If you want to go to the heaven, just do it as you like. You really can't get drunk. If you were to be sent a little later, now you have to stay in the morgue."

Cassie gave a shout of exasperation with her eyes fixed on Richie. She stared at him as if she was staring at something. He snorted and stopped moving.

Richie

he remembered he had invited Tim to have a drink with him. Where was that guy

and a heart wrenching eyes,

that he didn't want to talk with her. Cassie sat on a stool, with her eyes wide open and a

dared

am I here?" His voice was terribly hoarse, comparable to a broken gong.

for her conscience to

eye to him or ignored

herself. She was not coward to send water to him. She was just a

all the treasures he collected for years, he

covered her mouth, yawned, and rolled her eyes during her

several wealthy young masters of

but he was fond of famous wine and luxury cars. Now, because Richie indulged in drinking that it seemed to drink all his heart

myocardial infarction when

is!" said

were in the past, he would have rushed back without hesitation. He didn't even

have tasted

hoping that he could be choked. When the man suddenly looked up at her, she was

to have a good dream, she received the hot potato, Richie sent by Tim at last. She didn't want to see them at all, however,

really sleepy now. Looking at the

the heaven or something happened? " Cassie thought of