Stuck In His Heart

After the three of them finished eating their porridge, Consuela received a phone call and walked to the balcony. She completely ignored Richie's inquiring gaze.

It was Debbie.

Before Debbie could say anything else, Consuela asked with a stern look, "Who answered your phone? Don't tell me he's your brother. I remember you told me you're the only child in your family."

Her tone was somewhat domineering. As expected, the weak would be gradually infected after being together with the strong for a long time.

Sometimes she even felt that she was a bit similar to Richie.

Debbie didn't expect that she would ask such a straightforward question. She explained vaguely, "That's one of my ordinary friends. I just went to the bathroom, and you happened to call me."

She blurted it out without a pause. If the man hadn't kept silent for more than ten seconds, she might have believed it.

"Do you really think I'm stupid?" Consuela asked, taking a bite of the grape angrily.

It was impossible for an ordinary friend to come here in such a hurry without any precaution. She could put the phone next to him.

It was a poor lie.

Debbie said in a low voice, as if trying to avoid someone, "Actually, that's my cousin."

Before Consuela could finish her sentence, a loud bang was heard from the phone. Then the man's voice was heard again.

The man chuckled and said, "I am her beloved brother."

His voice rose slightly at the end, as if he was in an extremely happy mood.

When Consuela was about to say something, the man who had cleaned up the table walked up to her slowly and rested his chin on her head.

A muffled voice came from above, "Who are you calling so happily?"

The smile on his face became bigger and bigger, which even made her feel a little uncomfortable.

As soon as she heard the scary voice, Debbie grabbed her phone from the man's hand and asked in confusion, "Consuela, are you...

You... With whom?"

off in

phone and looked at the time on the screen. She remembered the familiar voice. It was Richie, her

they two had some

was very skillful too. She didn't say a word in the company, as if the story hostess was someone

was also in this hospital. It seemed that she met her somewhere.

as the national dream man, came over, and his face was pressed against hers. The

are you

back to her senses. She turned around and pushed him

Did he lie to those little girls about his stoic

smiled and

a little sharp. His thin lips were not very red, but they were full of

at the man in the

little lover, but I just don't want

married, he specifically stated that their relationship should be confidential

satisfying lady of

her or praise her, "You've kept it in mind all

took a step back and turned around. The sun shone brightly in her eyes. There was a friendly smile on her face.

solemnly, "I will

ward, leaving her alone outside

This strange man.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "Come

she felt extremely flattered when she heard it from the

was right about what she had thought before. Richie had an intravenous

helplessly. She walked into the wad with Richie, feeling very relaxed.

that the atmosphere would be like this. However, she knew clearly that it wouldn't

for her to turn

the disease when he was the most vulnerable. As long as there

written all over his face, like a

strange magnetic field between the two persons, Consuela was curious and asked, "Have they had any