Stuck In His Heart

Richie and Consuela arrived at the parking lot of the hotel. Consuela was carefully protected. She enjoyed being held in his arms all the way. When they got off the floor, they were always surrounded by onlookers.

By this time, she would always be a little bit shy. She directly buried her head in the man's chest and could clearly feel that his chest trembled with laughter.

Consuela resisted the urge to scratch marks on his face, but she didn't dare to do so.

As soon as they arrived at the parking lot, Tim got out of one car. The door was opened as soon as they arrived. Richie walked into the passenger seat with Consuela in his arms. He put down Consuela, then went to sit on the driver's seat.

He nodded to Tim and drove away.

"Why did you go to the mall?" Richie suddenly asked in a low voice.

Startled by his sudden voice, the woman who was about to close her eyes for a rest immediately opened her eyes.

She had exposed too much of her shock.

A dead silence of coldness pervaded in the car, as if two invisible big hands were taking the air and trying to suffocate her.

She rolled down the window and wanted to roll it up, but the window was already locked.

It seemed that only answering his questions would she be allowed to do anything else.

She turned her head and looked at him aggressively. There was a faint anger in her black-and-white eyes. "I said I wanted to relax because of the boredom, but you didn't believe me. Then you said what kind of reasonable request you wanted me to make up, so that you could rest assured?"

Everything was faking. She just wanted that man to trust her.

She thought this matter must have been turned over because of her ankle sprain, but she didn't expect to be forced to tell a lie at this time.

her eyes. His hand was still on the steering wheel, which was so slender and fair skinned that it was a pair of hands

she

driver told him that she had got out of a coffee shop and

her of her freedom. Therefore, both the driver and the servants in the villa would do as she said, no matter where she would go.

Consuela would threaten them, they

lips, Consuela

that it was too difficult to tell the truth, but that she couldn't tell it. In this man's eyes, she couldn't measure

and kept pressing the place where the window was opened with her eyes wide open. Richie was

she couldn't help opening the

blew into the car. Consuela's face relaxed a lot. "If you

indeed

street silently and stopped at a red light. The

how to respond. Richie did not want to reply, while Consuela did not want to go on talking. They could only cooperate with each

who was called the cold faced king of hell who lost when

turned green and they started the car. Richie couldn't stand it anymore

then, being watched as a monkey? On the other hand, they didn't have a wedding.

was just that there was a marriage certificate between them.

was such a contract that would hurt a person's

kind of workaholic you are." Asked Consuela, rolling her eyes at

and for the baby." When he came to himself, he smiled with his crimson

wanted to say something, but she was totally enchanted by the man's beauty. She slightly moved her pink lips, her eyes

on the man's lips disappeared. She scolded herself in the bottom of her heart. Her being a

on the jerk. Out of inertia, Consuela leaned forward. If there was no safety belt fixed, she thought that it would

to curse him to be a neurotic. However, as soon as she saw his gloomy eyes, she turned her head back, as