Stuck In His Heart

The question popped up out of nowhere and interrupted the silence between Consuela and Wendy. The other women beside didn't want to back up Mrs. Mu anymore, so they turned their topics to their interest.

Consuela swallowed hard and sighed with resignation. The topic of their conversation had been changed so much that she wanted to rush out of the house right now.

Her eyes betrayed her thoughts. The vice mayor's wife raised her hand, and a servant closed the door and left.

"That's right. According to the style of the Ye Clan, it must be a good wedding."

"Mrs. Ye, is this wedding in progress?"

Wendy squinted. She didn't know anything about the wedding. Even when the two people got married, they just knew it later.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but be influenced by the other people beside them. She looked at the silent daughter-in-law next to them, as if she also wanted to know the answer.

Consuela put down her glass and decided not to be impolite to them. She was under a lot of pressure as Wendy had changed her side.

As for wedding, she didn't know it at all. With the cold look of Richie, how could he hold a wedding for her in a big way?

Of course, she could only criticize him in her heart. If she had to be honest, she would not dare to do so.

Consuela smiled and bowed her head shyly. She buried her face in the shadow and said, "I'm not in a rush. It's not a good idea to get pregnant and wear a wedding dress."

Hence, the eyes of all people were fixed on her belly. It was true that her belly was too big to wear wedding dress carefully. Nobody wanted to have any regret on her first wedding.

"I heard that there is a new French restaurant in the downtown of L City." Someone shifted the topic to bring the other two people out of the noisy crowd.

Consuela heaved a sigh of relief. Then she turned to the other side of her and the back of her hand on the chair was patted by the woman beside her. With a smile, she replied, "I'm fine."

the way home, as soon as she got in the car, Wendy asked

are you going to prepare for your wedding?

her head in bewilderment. As the woman turned around, Consuela said in a low voice, "It's

listen to him.

eyes. She touched Consuela's long light hair and sighed, "What a

back at her without saying anything.

of alcohol, no one to accompany him. He had driven the car back himself. When Consuela sat on the sofa, taking a glance at the drunken man,

himself seriously, so she couldn't force him to treat her well.

as she watched the man walk up the stairs. He waved away Miranda the servant who was about to help him upstairs, and said

but follow

suddenly turned his head and pointed his toes at her. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Shouldn't you come over and perform your duty as a

feel like walking on a dark desert with no end and giving up all

ready to retreat at any time when he spoke. Subconsciously, she took a step

curved, revealing a small dimple on the corner of her mouth, which shined brightly. "What kind of obligation do you want me to perform

from, so that he could scold her so openly. How

drunk and half awake. He really wanted to pretend to be drunk. He wanted to teach the woman well. Then he gently lifted the corners of his mouth and vividly presented the whole face line.

the woman's rosy lips before she could react. When the tip of

opened his black eyes, smiled and reminded her, "You are my

down the man's smooth skin, making him a little

nothing more than a marriage

didn't struggle against him but

the man hadn't expected such a reaction from her, so he had to

he could not even walk steadily. How could he be able to control