Stuck In His Heart

There were so many unknowns in this marriage that each of them could drag her directly to hell and never got up again.

However, she was unable to change the reality. She could only wait as time went by. Then she became more and more afraid of meeting something.

Consuela raised her head to look at the dark sky. All of a sudden, she looked away, her eyes empty. There was nothing she could do but feel helpless.

She took out her cell phone from her bag, but she still received no reply from that man. She pursed her lips slightly and her face was no longer very good-looking. She stiffly typed a few words.

Then she walked to the parking lot. When the driver, who had been waiting for a long time, saw her, he hurriedly opened the door and waited.

Seeing the woman's gray face from the rearview mirror, the driver could not help but ask, "Mrs. Richie, are we going back to the villa directly?"

He wondered who she had met inside and why she became like this. Should she inform Mr. Richie about this?

While wondering whether he should betray Mrs. Richie or not, the woman in the back seat suddenly raised her eyebrows.

With a smile, Consuela said, "I hope you can shut your mouth. After all, I'm the mistress of the Ye Clan. I have the right to fire a driver."

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and he nodded awkwardly. "Don't worry, Mrs. Richie. I always keep my mouth shut. Absolutely..."

The driver shut up his mouth when he was suddenly glanced at by Consuela. Embarrassed, he kept silent all the way and dared not say one more word.

Now he became more suspicious of what she had gone through in the box.

No matter how she threatened him, he would never forget that who his boss was.

to him, he must lose not only

leaned her head against the window. Her eyes did not blink for a long

It was weird.

don't want to go back to the villa. You just

Richie, if you don't go back safely,

pause, in order to comfort him, she added, "I'll

determined attitude of the

You'll be fired." As she was fidgeting with her nails, she got

only told him the address although she had texted him to be on guard against that woman. She didn't tell him what would happen or who

that was why the man was so indifferent. He

sigh, Consuela turned around and walked out of the station. She walked on the sidewalk, but she didn't know where she was going and what she could do.

of famous brands in the fashion

attention on the road.

the point of getting dressed? I guess that there's at

sugar daddy, but got nothing but

speculation flooded in the other's mind. Pursing her lips, Consuela quickened

and she

afternoon, she was in an unknown downtown area. She made a call to the number that the driver specially left. Her voice was calm and hoarse. "Sorry

Polite enough.

driver was nervously waiting for the call. His mood was unusually good. He quickly drove to

downtown with a loud laugh. In

eat. It's my treat," Said Consuela,

to work. When he saw the woman who was