Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 108

However, at first she thought that Sheryl was here and the tension would be reduced. But Sheryl suddenly received a call from someone and left.

Sheryl hung up the phone and sighed, "I'll be back as soon as the matter is solved. You two have a good chat. Just be clam and don't act rashly."

The woman who was able to adjust the atmosphere left.

There was a dead silence in the box. Consuela didn't pay much attention to observe Sheryl's expression anymore as she faced the man.

Therefore, she didn't have the chance to look at Sheryl that way. With a mischievous smile on her face, she looked quite complacent.

The door was slammed shut, leaving these two awkwardly embarrassed people in a relatively small space.

Just as before, when she wanted to express her love to him, it was the last time they had been so friendly. Unfortunately, everything was destroyed by the nude pictures.

Lowering her head and fiddling with the white porcelain cup in front of her, Consuela said in an indifferent tone as if she was a stranger to the man sitting opposite her, "Mr. Harry, what are you looking for me this time?"

Enraged by her tone, Harry broke out completely. He looked up at the woman's delicate face and her innocent eyes, and sneered.

'This woman is really good at acting. I don't know how she discredits others behind her back. Now I don't know how many people have seen her nude pictures.

"Consuela, you're just a shameless bitch. You can only stab people in the back, without taking the responsibility of what you've done."

The woman's hand holding the cup was shaking slightly, but the next second, she chuckled at herself. It turned out that in his eyes, her image had been terribly bad.

But how could he judge her?

She smiled sarcastically and replied, "Mr. Harry, I'm impressed by your outstanding manners. I really don't know why you behaved so strange today. Did you do that deliberately just to prevent being caught by the paparazzi and pretending not to know anything?"

Consuela poured a cup of tea from the pot on the table. Maybe the angrier she was, the calmer she was. Her nervousness was vanished by his words.

If the man hit her now, she would pour hot water on him. She would suffer losses if she didn't lose her mind.

"You are such a bitch, aren't you? So you want to drag me down to satisfy your vanity, don't you?" When he raised his head, she could see the scarlet blood and madness in his eyes.

The woman held the cup in her hand and suddenly became excited. "People are doing things and watching. You said I had dragged you down? Don't be so ridiculous. Do you mean I drugged you with those women, or I beg you to sleep with them? "

Shameless people were invincible.

Now Harry was very anxious and helpless. Whatever Consuela said to him, he would not listen to her at all. He just liked a lonely patient who could do nothing but reflect on himself.

He didn't believe a single word of Consuela's words. Now he thought that Consuela was wrong. No matter how she proved herself, that man always thought that she was wrong, and she was extremely wrong.

He always talked about the bitch. The man who always had good manners, seemed not to know much about how to curse.

Consuela lowered her head and sipped her tea. She wasn't affected by the man's abuse at her at all. She was calm and even wanted to laugh.