Stuck In His Heart

Fortunately, the news was blocked so quickly by Richie that her father hadn't seen any news about slander. Otherwise, how could he call her so late.

She was not in a good mood, so she kept rejecting any contact with outsiders.

Resting on the white, pinkish style pillow that she had bought recently, Consuela sighed with profound resignation.

She thought that if she didn't take the initiative to remind him of the matter, he might want to go back on his words or he might not take it seriously.

But when she picked up the phone, she didn't know what to say. She could only stare at the phone with her eyes wide open and looked at a loss.

The sunshine was three inches away from the bed. She took a deep breath and got out of the bed to do something else.

It was the man who had promised her that. Why would she feel guilty and uneasy? If Richie dared to refuse, she had already made up her mind to scold him.

Cursing him to death.

As she bit the straw, she suddenly realized that she didn't want Richie to go home together. Instead, she was more eager to scold him.

As expected, staying with a man with mental illness for a long time could be infected.

Boom... A burst of rapid footsteps were heard, and then the penetrating sound of Miranda was heard.

"Mrs. Richie, Mrs. Richie ..."

"Something is wrong!" Consuela told herself. She watched Miranda running towards the bedroom absent-minded. When she arrived, she started panting.

resignedly, "Why are you in such a hurry? I don't have to

but she couldn't tell the

her head with her big and clear eyes. She couldn't just take her time.

With a glass of water in

of expression on her face could always bring much

head. She had made such a mistake once, to feed stray cats. How could it

calm down." If she went on like this, she could only perform an incomparably complicated heart

the lemonade on the table to get her voice

Richie it was said that Mr. Richie's old flame had arrived at the airport and was on

was not only a wedding room, but also a golden place that the

the lemonade. Let alone, it was really sour to the bone.

has been flattered by a series of Companies in M Country." Miranda replied, frowning, as if

really quick to pry into that person's identity. The frown on Consuela's forehead smoothed. As long as his old flame wasn't Angie, she wouldn't

old lover, whatever her identity is, I am the young mistress of the Ye

as if

that Mrs. Richie had no idea about

to the Ye's house together?" Miranda seemed to be aware that it was

Miranda's face, Consuela laughed out loud and said, "Don't be a coward. No matter how strong and tough she is, it doesn't

lemon juice upstairs, pouring water to the green

break down. Finally, after discussing with

it by himself. Mrs. Richie was

end of the phone should be talking to someone just now. After receiving the phone, he said 'wait'

"What is it?"