Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 77 If You Like Me (2)

After a moment of silence, Cassie looked at him with her eyes wide open. She felt that an arrow was inserted into her broken heart again.

Then the man pushed her away and walked straight inside, his eyes full of anxiety.

"What's wrong with you today? Why don't you listen to me?" Cassie wanted to grab him, but it was too late.

The clothes were brought in with the wind. The man in a black handmade suit looked very restless.

The man whose face was dark and blue looked at Tim and couldn't help wondering.

The one who was good at observing people's emotions was so ignorant now. He was just gossiping about something unimportant.

There must be something happened in the company.

Sitting stiffly in the bed, Consuela felt lack of air. She lifted her head slowly and saw Tim approaching the bed.

She was lying in the inside of the bed, while Richie outside, Tim's eyes only met hers for one second. Then he walked quickly to the calm man.

Tim leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear. Consuela was stunned by the way he spoke, not knowing what he was talking about.

At the same time, outside the ward, Cassie's face was even darker. She raised her eyebrows and watched the two men whispering.

They looked like a couple, and they seemed to be very interested in each other's face. However, Consuela, who stayed beside them, was totally ignored by them.

When the three of them were in the same picture, Cassie had taken for granted that Consuela was that vicious supporting actress who wanted to separate the young couple.

After finishing his words, Tim stood straight again.

The man on the bed, however, lifted the quilt and was about to leave when someone grabbed his sleeve with a little strength.

Rolling her eyes, Consuela asked in a low voice, "where are you going?"

She was really a little curious. They didn't look well. But as soon as she uttered the words, she regretted. She wanted to know more.

Richie's face softened a little. "I have something to deal with in the company. I'll be back soon," he said with a comforting smile.

His tone was so gentle and he promised her to return.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead as he loosened her grip. Without any hesitation, he went to the bathroom to take off his patient clothes.

The black coat and black trousers made him look very serious. He left the hospital side by side with Tim, as if he was not a patient.

Watching them leave, Cassie was also confused.

She raised her head to look at Consuela who was lying in the bed and shrugged. She didn't know what was going on between the two.

The man who always liked joking suddenly became profound and difficult to understand, and he even quietly swung the knife.

The other one had totally forgotten that he was still a patient and didn't take her as the attending doctor.

They were really good. They both chose to be mad on the same day.

"Don't think too much. Those two guys are really driving me crazy." Cassie walked into the ward, sighed and said helplessly.

Once they got into Sruthan Building, they were busy with their work and crazy stuff. Every year, there were lots of people who left the company because they couldn't bear the pressure. And there were also many people who were eager to leave.

Consuela smiled at her, not knowing how to respond.

The woman dressed in plain clothes sat beside her bed, and she raised her hands to peel oranges on the bedside table. Her hands looked very beautiful.

There were calluses on her finger pulps caused by the persistent machine all the year round.

"I thought they were a perfect match. Now I know it."

Cassie peeled the orange and handed it to Consuela, but was refused. The woman shook her head with a wry smile. She hadn't washed her face and brushed her teeth yet.

Cassie did not insist and put the orange into her mouth.

"I remember that when they had a car accident, Richie's leg was stuck with a lot of blood, and Tim's face was also hurt by the broken windshield." After eating a piece of orange, she continued, "When I arrived, Tim, carrying Richie on his back, had already walked half the way with his face bleeding."Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

At that time, she had imagined that if the person carried her on his back, then it would be a surely youth sore idol drama.

She heaved a sigh of relief and eyed Consuela up and down. "If he hadn't married you, I would have thought that they would make their marriage public," she said, seeming a little sorry for her.

After all, those two men were not young, but they were both gold bachelors.

On the other hand, Tim looked like a playboy and his date had never been serious. But anyone who knew him would know that underneath his outspoken appearance, there was an inner circle.

Cassie was absorbed in the memories, while Consuela was drowsy.

She couldn't ask too much for a pregnant woman.

When she saw the scene that Consuela could hardly open her eyes, but was still trying to compliment her, she finished the last piece of orange in her hands and stood up, clapping her hands.

"You go to bed first. I have to get changed too." She turned to the woman.

She nodded dazedly and fell asleep soon.

She even didn't know when she left and was in a sound sleep.

There was still the man's temperature in the quilt, and the faint mint fragrance lingered in it.

On the other side, the two men sitting in a private car were not in a good mood, depressing and frightening.

He was looking at the tablet computer in his hands. His white and slanted eyes squinted slightly, and his jaw was extremely tightened with coldness.

"What's going on with Becker?"

Lowering his eyelids, Tim quickly raised his head and slowly responded, "Everything goes on as usual except for the military medical equipment we value. There's something wrong with it."

They didn't know where Wang Group got the information that the total profit of the signed products was several times the total profit of the project.

Those people of the Wang Clan, who liked to eat people to bones, were certainly not willing to let go of this opportunity.

With his eyes fixed on the words jumped on the tablet, Richie said in a low and cold voice, "Tell me detailedly."

Like the outside cold gathered at this moment, and broke out completely on him.

But the car suddenly ran to the railing beside. The driver quickly turned the steering wheel, and there was a sound of something falling down behind the carriage.

The driver realized that he had made a mistake, so he begged, "Sir, I'm sorry. Please give me another chance."

The man sat there, and the documents in black and white were scattered on his feet.

"One more word, I will make you unable to find home in this industry."

The driver didn't dare to say anything more because he knew the consequences of being dismissed.

Tim looked up at him and took a deep breath to reduce the pressure brought by him. "That batch of pills should be sent to the front line. I don't know why Wang Group suddenly want to break the contract."

All of a sudden, just as he was calculating his interest, a phone call from the other side caught him off guard. He didn't know what to do.