Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 32 Start Living Together

They walked out of the kitchen together with a grim face. Linda could do nothing to her. She couldn't even bear to beat or scold Consuela because she was hurt by herself.

The only thing she could do now was to trust her.

Consuela felt a lump in her throat as she was trying to hold back her tears. She could see the tears in her mother's eyes, but she knew that it was not good for her to know too much about it.

"What happened?" Sheryl stood up from the sofa with an enchanting smile, and her long curly hair fluttered in the wind.

Sheryl didn't know what Consuela was doing these days. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get any information from her. She seemed to have totally disappeared from the world.

"I haven't seen mom for so many days. I miss her too much." She didn't tell the truth, but leaned her head against the woman's shoulder.

Sheryl didn't know how to ask her parents what had happened to Consuela.

Only she knew it.

However, Harry suddenly opened his mouth. With a hint of provocation in his eyes, he asked, "Is it possible that Consuela has hidden a man outside her house?"

He wanted to see how she would react.

The look in Consuela's eyes froze for a moment. She looked up at him with a smile and asked, "When are you going to get married to Sheryl?"

The topic was shifted in a stiff way, but it aroused the curiosity of the whole family.

Giving a contemptuous smile, Consuela continued to enjoy the Hami melon that her mother just gave her. It was indeed a pause.

The more she heard this man's voice, the more she remembered what he had said the other day. Every word he said seemed to tear her heart apart.

And her anger was rising slowly. How could he teach her? It seemed that her sister and he were only boyfriend and girlfriend now.

How could he treat her like this? It was ridiculous.

Consuela's sudden question caught everyone by surprise. After a long pause, the shy look on Sheryl's face darkened.

The little bitch's question was to embarrass her once!

Then Sheryl said with an embarrassed smile, "Not yet. Let's just wait for a while to consolidate our relationship."

She reached out and pushed the man beside her. There was also some resentment in her beautiful eyes, but she did not harass him.

Harry reassured her by holding her waist and nodded his head. His smile was flawless, but his sudden hesitation left a bad impression on her parents.

At that time, he and her sister were together. After the porn photo scandal, they were now the only way to make her uncomfortable.

However, he had to reconsider about the marriage.

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the sarcastic smile on his face. She remembered that he had been like this when they flirted with each other.

But how could she tell her sister, who was in love, that this man liked to evade responsibility?

During the meal, Consuela felt ill at ease. After staying in the Xia's villa for a long while, she decided to leave with the excuse of her busy work. Johnson sent her to the gate.

"If you encounter something you can't solve outside, remember, here is also your home, a harbor for rest."

It was difficult for Johnson to say such emotional words. When he said it suddenly, people even almost burst into tears.

"Dad, I have grown up to be an independent person. Thank you for your trust." She walked up to him and scooped him into her arms.

She couldn't let her family be controlled by that man, so she had to bear everything by herself.

Since she just started work tomorrow, she decided to go back to her rented apartment and clean up. She hadn't been back for a few days, so she thought that she should have a thorough clean-up. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

But when she opened the door with a key, she saw a few suitcases which didn't belong to her. She didn't come to herself for a while until a girl came out of her room and looked at the key in her hand.

She spat out a mouthful of water and asked, "Are you robbing me in broad daylight?"

Consuela felt a little awkward as she heard her words. She was a guest here, but the girl didn't care about it at all?

After negotiating with the renting housekeeper, they learned that her luggage had been moved away in the morning, and that man showed them her marriage certificate and asked to check out.

The marriage certificate, that arrogant bastard!

After handing in the key, Consuela apologized to the girl sincerely. Then she went downstairs and stood at the bus station, not knowing where to go.

She really didn't want to see that man and didn't want to get close to him, but she couldn't avoid it. She was getting more and more depressed.

When the bus stopped, she got a message. She took a few steps back and unlocked the phone.

"If I can't see you when I get home in the evening, I'll take the responsibility." It was sent by "devil".

Clenching her teeth, she almost threw her phone away. But in the end, she hailed a cab and went to the villa.

She thought to herself, 'What a bad place! The bus is not allowed to get in. It has cost me a lot of money. How painful it is!'.

When Consuela returned to the villa, it was already in the evening. She heaved a long sigh and walked into the kitchen. She wanted to cook herself a bowl of noodles.

She didn't eat much for the whole day. In the morning, she had no appetite to face Richie; at noon, she had no appetite to face Harry. She felt uncomfortable all day long.

Now she just wanted to eat something.

As soon as she opened the refrigerator door, she saw a woman rushing towards her. Emily looked at her in horror. "Mrs. Richie, what do you want to eat?"

She still remembered that horrible kitchen. Although she wasn't punished by Richie, it had already become a disaster for Consuela.

Consuela was too focused on what she wanted to eat that she didn't notice the change of expression on Emily's face.

Embarrassed, she scratched her head and said, "I'm glad I'm satisfied."

The corners of her mouth twitched. She was too casual.

"No problem. You can have a rest first." Emily took the apron beside her and skillfully tied herself up.

"Thank you." Consuela didn't want to stay in the kitchen anymore. She went upstairs and returned to her guest room. Her luggage was packed and put in order in the guest room.

Consuela glared at them with burning, reproachful eyes!

In spite of her own will, he moved all her belongings directly to the villa. Perhaps he didn't want to threaten her with more words.

She sneered. The lease had been canceled. If she went to find another house in the future, it might happen again. She might as well let it be.

After packing up her things, Consuela lay on the bed, closing her eyes. She touched her belly and said in a soft voice, "Baby, from now on, you have to be more like your mother. You can't be a scumbag."

And she mocked that man in her heart.