Stuck In His Heart

Chapter 41 Muddleheaded Life (3)

"One moment, please. The dinner will be ready soon." Holding the bowl in her hands, Consuela walked towards the kitchen, her face deadpan.

When she saw the inexplicable light in his eyes, she suddenly felt that, in fact, she was easily attracted.

A young man living in an aristocratic family, facing his unidentified relatives, who could not give him his parents' love as they were at a high position, what he needed most was the care of others.

Consuela rolled her eyes at her speculation. But she also realized that her speculation was right.

About half an hour later, the dinner was ready. Richie sat there quietly with one hand propping on the table. He closed his eyes, looking tired.

Besides, he was still wearing a formal suit and a white shirt with no expressions on his face. It was obviously not suitable for him to wear a tie.

When she walked out of the kitchen with the dish in her hands, she was not sure if she should wake the man up or not. But before she could, he had already raised his head to look at her.

He asked in a magnetic, hoarse and unprecedentedly gentle voice, "Is dinner ready?"

"Yes" Stunned, Consuela nodded and filled a bowl of rice for him.

The man didn't take it. He frowned and stood up. When he returned to the table, he had taken out all the leftovers in the kitchen.

It seemed that he suddenly turned into a normal person, which made him feel at home, although he was still dressed in a formal suit.

They sat down. In fact, Consuela didn't wait for him to have dinner. When she was hungry, she ran to the kitchen, had her yogurt and ate some snacks. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

She didn't eat much at the moment. The warm food warmed her stomach, and she didn't back off her cooking.

"Wow, I didn't expect that you are such a good cook." The man opposite her suddenly broke the silence and was in a good mood.

Consuela heaved a sigh of relief.

But she pretended to be very modest. "I have learned it for a while."

No one would like arrogant people. She had to be modest and knew herself well. She also had to listen to others.

The man suddenly picked up the empty bowl on the table and filled her a bowl of sparerib soup. The atmosphere was just warm. "Drink more, and it's for you and the baby."

He smiled shyly. He didn't know why his mood would change so much all of a sudden, and he didn't want to guess it further.

Consuela was touched by his sincerity. She knew that he had only wanted to give the baby a better life, and that was all. He hadn't wanted his kid to starve because of him.

"Thank you very much." She took over the soup, but did not drink it happily. Her eyes were covered by long eyelashes.

No one had sensed her sudden disappointment.

Both of them were not hungry, so the meal would be finished soon.

At night, Consuela sat in Richie's room, reading a book. She leaned against the bedside table and put on a pair of thick frame glasses, giving her a sense of accomplishment.

As the man who got used to taking a bath, when he came out and saw her in such a state, he could not help but remind her, "The bed has only two functions, sleeping and making love."

He said in a straightforward way. A dash of anger flashed through Consuela's face as she closed the book.

He was the one who asked her to read, while the one in the restricted area was still him. Why were there so many bad things happening?

However, he did not know how the woman who looked up seriously would slander him. He took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet of his room.

He invited, "Have some? It can promote sleep."

Since sleeping with this woman, his insomnia has been alleviated, terribly effective.

"Have you forgotten our baby?" asked Consuela in a calm voice, shaking her head.

He knew that pregnant women could not drink, but now he still made a mistake. He really didn't know what to say.

Richie did not insist. He turned around and started to drink by himself. The corner of his mouth rose a little, like the charming new spirit of the dark night.

Laura was appointed as a colleague at her own company. She was sent overseas to talk about cooperation after she brought a piece of good news to Richie.

The next day after she got off the plane and came back home, she hurried to the Ye's house with the gift that her mother wanted her to give.

The two clans were old family friends and had a good relationship. The appearance of Laura was quite common.

Wendy was in a complicated mood when she saw her former daughter-in-law to be. She said, "It's because my son Richie isn't lucky enough to be with you."

The two hands were clasped together. The jade bracelet on Wendy's hand felt chilly and brought her mood.

Laura's heart thumped, and a strong sense of uneasy came to her face. She slightly frowned and asked with a smile, "I haven't got what you said?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Wendy firstly opened her mouth. Although she still looked melancholy, her tone was obviously brisker than before.

"That is Richie. He went home not long ago with a girl. A few days later, they got married."

Laura felt that her expression must be extremely terrible at the moment. During their marriage, she was still circling about for his cooperation with Wang Group.

"May I know the name of the girl?" with the last patience, Laura asked with a smile.

Without a second thought, Wendy said out the name again, "Consuela."

'Consuela! It's her! And she climbed up her position while she was gone! She was really good at bed!'

"Are you okay, Laura?" Wendy frowned and tried to take her hand back. There was a red mark left on her well maintained wrist.

"I'm sorry. I still have some work to do in the company. I have to go." Laura hurried to withdraw her hand and hid her emotions with a guilty look on her face.

After that, she left without waiting for an answer.

She couldn't find out that it was her who took the initiative to talk about work with him, and he just pushed the boat with the water.

She can pick herself up thoroughly!

The more she thought about it, the more she was unwilling to give up. In her eyes, that woman was not outstanding at all.

How could a nude picture capture a man's heart? Oh, no! Don't make such a joke!

But she knew that she wouldn't get any benefits if she chased and scolded him right now. So she had to be patient and figure out a solution first.

It was not a big deal for a marriage. It was just a thin piece of paper. Whoever worked hard, who could win.

She wanted to see how that little bitch managed to marry a man like Richie. She had underestimated her before.

Consuela's feeble look was actually the best disguise, which almost fooled people into believing that the main character on the porn photos was a fake one.

Laura smiled. Her lips were covered with scarlet lipstick. The sunglasses were placed on her nose, and her snow-white thin skin was very dazzling under the light.

She was an attractive woman and wasn't afraid of that woman at all.

After all, she had just abandoned him. She wanted to get back together with him, but was refused by him at last.