Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 100 Did You Hurt Your Little Lover（2）

His voice was mocking. As Consuela turned around, she saw the dark circles under his eyes. Frowning, she asked, "Are you tired?"

The topic was changed so fast that even Richie was confused. He could only change the subject back with a cold face. "Why don't you speak?"

She looked around and didn't find anyone who stood close to her.

She decided to avoid his question. "Would you like to go upstairs and have a rest first?" she asked smilingly

Right now, he looked too haggard. His slanted eyes were bloodshot, and there were livid stubble on his chin.

The man looked into her eyes and suddenly threw the phone back to her. Then he turned and walked into the villa with steady steps and a little anger that could not be ignored.

He got angry for no reason. She couldn't believe that she couldn't watch the news and couldn't be in a daze.

Moreover, he had just asked her about her opinion on this matter. Would Harry be such a person? But in the bottom of her heart, she said no.

But when she looked at those hard evidences, she couldn't find a word to refute, maybe she had been wrong about it all the time.

She really didn't know what kind of person Harry was.

She switched off the address and quickly replied to Debbie who liked to gossip, and successfully blocked her mouth with working hard.

Then she walked towards the villa, too. She looked pale and sad. As the morning sun rose, her shadow was enlarged as if she was singing a drama.

Richie was not in the living room or bedroom. He was still in the study. His cold face was like the screen shinning on his face.

The same ruthless man.

No matter what, she just pushed the door open and walked into the study. Meeting the man's curious gaze, she smiled and said, "Are you sure you don't want to have a rest? Excessive use of brain and staying up late are easy to cause sudden death."

Obviously, it was an exaggeration. She just wanted him to put aside his work first and obey her orders.

With a foxy smile, he repeated, "Do you think he is that kind of person?"

Consuela furrowed her eyebrows. After pondering over it for a while, she shook her head disapprovingly.

After thinking for a while, she explained, "I don't know what kind of person he is. I just think what kind of person he is."

Oh, he was such a good man who only thought of him.

Without warning, Richie threw the pen in his hand to the computer. All of a sudden, it bounced off the screen, with the sharp side of the screen scratching his hand.

Immediately, Consuela lowered her head and swept her gaze towards the floor. She knew that she should be blamed for what she had said, although the man was suffering from his own troubles.

That man pushed away a chair, stood up and went straight to her. In a cold voice, he said, "raise your head."

Don't think he didn't notice her small action of shoulder shrugging.

After adjusting her facial expressions, she raised her head to look at the man with a pair of innocent eyes and asked, "is your hand okay?"

Her body stiffened as she smelt the mint fragrance from his mouth. She didn't know how to refuse him and just let him continue to kiss her.

Not knowing how long it had passed, the man put his forehead against hers. He sneered and asked, "Do you especially care about your little lover? Do you think he is wronged? "

She didn't believe it. Well, apparently not. In her eyes, he was just a hypocrite. She didn't even know he had played such a role. How thoughtful he was.

"Don't make a deliberate misinterpretation out of context. I..." She paused, looked up at him, and asked, "did you do all these?"

She never knew what relation between Richie and Harry, so he should not have offended him.

"I just don't like him. You want to fight with me because of him, right?" The man pinched her face and said in a hoarse and deep voice, full of danger.

Having been locked for a long time, Consuela suddenly mustered up all her courage and pushed the man away. She widened her eyes and roared, "don't you know this is going to destroy his career?"

From the talking of Johnson and Harry at home a few days ago, she knew that his company had been listed and had a bright future.

But now, Richie destroyed it.

His voice was as cold as ice. "Why did you have a fight with your legitimate husband for another man?" he asked.

Why? She didn't know why she had to beat herself!

"Do you have an indescribable excitement to easily destroy the hard-earned work of others?"

These were ironic and even critical.

Before he just came back, a video meeting of several hours was held. Seeing that group of executives could do nothing right, he was so angry that he almost kicked the table up.

But now, he was back home and his wife was angry with him again for another man.

Good for her. She was really something, now.

"Are you reluctant to leave your little lover, so you want to hold him in your arms and comfort him well? You can go back now. I don't care whatever you are going to do." Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

An exasperated person was always able to say something within a minute that would never be redeemed for a lifetime.

Furious, Consuela wanted to push the door open and leave, her eyes full of tears.

Richie couldn't bear crying. Looking at her crying like this, he became more irritated, but he forced himself to hold the woman's hand.

"You can do that in the future, only to ensure the safety of my child."

'this shameless man! He only wants to make a promise that he will not care about your life after you give birth to the baby!'.

She shook off his hand and looked up at him with red eyes.

Her hands were rubbing the hem of her clothes, and her knuckles began to turn pale because of her overexertion. Her lips trembled, she asked loudly, "am I just a tool for you to give birth, aren't I? Whether I am alive or dead, as long as the baby is healthy and nurtured, right? You are such a scary man. "

If she had a difficult labor when she gave birth in the future and she felt that she could not be alive, she might not be able to get out of bed for the operation.

This man was absolutely impossible to give up the child and choose to save her.

Consuela had a clear cut mind and became angry. She hated the fate like this.

"I got pregnant before marriage in the Xia Clan, which is an extremely shameful thing. But what am I doing in your clan?"

She didn't even try to argue with Richie. She just asked calmly, as if she was discussing an ordinary problem with an old friend.

While the man didn't respond to her words, she laughed out loud, and her tears streamed down her face as she moved about.

It tasted salty in her mouth.