Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 94

When Consuela woke up, she found that it was much darker than before. When she raised her hand, she was surprised to see a pink cuff on her sleeve. Immediately, she was no longer sleepy.

She reached out to turn on the light, only to find herself in a silk pink nightdress.

She bought it when she went shopping with Sheryl.

Usually, Emily and Nancy would not go to the second floor rashly. There was only one person who could help her change clothes.

At the thought of the man helping her change clothes, her face turned red as if a boiled shrimp.

'what a bastard!'.

Pinching the fat on her waist, she sighed. What was the charm of such a curvy figure?

The man in the kitchen was cooking, wearing a simple white gown without an apron. He seemed to be in a good mood.

Her face was as red as an apple. She walked down the stairs in a hurry as she was about to get to the kitchen. But her husband was so focused on his work that he didn't notice her.

The man was busy cooking in the kitchen. The noodles were made by himself.

She stepped into the dining room. Because of the point of view, she could just see Richie was busy with his work from the transparent small window of the kitchen.

She rested her chin on one hand, and her eyes followed the man's every movement. No matter from which point of view, the man seems to be the most handsome.

He had broad shoulders, slim waist and bottom, black short hair, black eyes and fair skin.

He did match his appearance.

"Babe, that's your father. He's a perfect man." Consuela said in a low voice as she started fetal education.

The child was only four months old, and it did not give her any reaction.

Consuela wasn't disappointed. She looked at the man intently, a smile resting on her lips.

This man pushed her to the point of perdition, and his temper was so bad. But it was the way of love, which came all of a sudden.

She also knew clearly that this was not a good sign. It could be controlled easily. That could not be called love.

When Richie found her, she was sitting in the dining room. A smile appeared on his face. Obviously, he was in a better mood than before.

Did she peep at him in this way just to fall in love with him?

As she turned around, she happened to meet the man's cold eyes. The man had no time to withdraw his gaze. He looked very calm as if he didn't know what was going on. She scratched her head awkwardly.

She had to mouthed, "an accident."

It was just a beautiful accident.

Richie withdrew his gaze and looked down at the pot. His attitude was impenetrable.

The woman blinked and looked at him, with a touch of loss in her eyes. What was she dreaming about?

At the same time, Richie came out with a bowl of noodles, on which placed eggs and lettuce. The noodles looked so smooth that it looked like a commercial photo.

"Where did you learn it? It looks great." With her eyes green, Consuela immediately flatter him.

With a straight face, Richie explained, "When I was studying abroad, I cooked by myself. At that time, I learnt a little."