Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 75

The man went to pour a cup of water for a long time. When he came back, she could smell the flavor of nicotine, which was very light mixed with the fragrance of mint, but was very obvious.

Consuela didn't like any strange combination of smell. But she managed to keep her eyes from the man scanning her face. She didn't even frown.

She didn't know how to face this man now.

Tears, which showed weakness in her eyes, flowed more and more happily, revealing her deep uneasiness.

The man stood in front of the bed and stared at her for a long time. His face was as pale as snow, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

'what a useless woman!'.

When the man bent over to hold her, there was no sign. Consuela was taken aback by his sudden move.

What was he doing?

The light sigh sounded beside her ear, without any gaps, and it went through the eardrum directly, leaving a heavy blow on her heart.

It was rare for her to see his helpless face. Richie was a man who always behaved superior and seldom showed his weakness in front of others.

"Stop crying. Is your belly still very painful? If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me. Don't hold on. I'm sorry, Consuela."

His voice was gradually hoarse, but his apologize was like a sign which had engraved in her heart.

When she was held by him, she opened her eyes and looked at the white ceiling above her. After hearing the man's apology, her body trembled slightly.

It turned out that he could do this to protect his child.

He was really a good father.

A sarcastic smile crept across her face. Tears coursed down her cheeks, wetted the pillow.

He hugged her even tighter. This sensitive and suspicious man should have known that she had woken up, but he didn't stop talking.

It seemed that he didn't mind that at all. He just wanted her to see him, helpless and fragile.

His words touched the deepest corner of her heart.

Her heart beat faster and faster. Listening to the man's ambiguous talk, she could only see his short black hair.

When he touched her swollen cheek, some of her tears inevitably got wet. Even though Richie was a germaphobe, he didn't care about that.

He was totally abnormal today.

She should have hated him, but she couldn't do that when she saw him now.

Even though she knew that the regret was all for the child.

The man's chin rested on her shoulder, and he said in a dull and hoarse voice, "I've never really fallen in love. I don't understand women's thoughts, and I always feel it's troublesome to guess."

'Liar, all those ex-girlfriends are dead?'

"But I want to tease you whenever I see you." The man cleared his throat and tried to find his words. "That's not my intention. Inexplicably, I feel sick to see you."

Consuela was surprised to hear him say those words with a smile. The good impression of him faded away.

'this pervert deserves to die alone.'.

"In my eyes, you are just like a rabbit with red eyes. You have the courage to be angry but you dare not speak out. Sometimes it feels good to look at you."

The corners of Consuela's mouth twitched. Seeing her dejected look, she believed that she could definitely satisfy his sexual orientation.

"There were twice when I was most angry with you." The man said slowly in a soft voice.

Even if he hadn't told her about it, Consuela could have guessed when those two times would have happened.

The first time they met, he was sure that she was the woman who would do anything to climb up the bed.

The second time was their porn photos were suddenly uploaded on the Internet for no reason, making her impression lower.

"I saved you by accident and gave you a general check-up. Then I knew you were pregnant. I had thought about it for a long time."

He thought that if the child wasn't his, this woman might be sent by the rival company to bother him.

"I had mixed feelings at that time. I was happy and worried at the same time, and I was afraid that the child wasn't mine."

He didn't feel relieved until he got the test report.

There were countless women who wanted to have his baby in L City, but he directly identified the woman who somehow climbed into his bed.

Maybe it was fate that laid a solid foundation for their reunion.

The idea of literature popped up in his mind disgusted him.

The woman trembled slightly in his arms, but she still did not speak with a pale face.

She didn't know why he said that and what he wanted to do.

She didn't think that he was merely trying to vent his feelings. Richie, the man she knew, would never waste his time on useless things.

Richie felt the sudden stiffness of her body again, so he stopped tantalizing her. "Later when I got along with you gradually, I suddenly felt that you were not as disgusting as I imagined."

No, it was not enough to say he was bored. Sometimes he would approach her on purpose and felt shamefully that his mood would become good.

"I don't know when I fell in love with you. I just asked Emily to tell me your whereabouts and your other habits."

When did he fall in love with her? Maybe when he saw her sitting on the sofa and waiting for him to come home from work.

All of a sudden, her tears were forced back. She was kind of under close watch.

No matter how sad he was, he could not shed tears. This abnormal and shameless jerk still thought he was a gentle man.

Richie turned his face, kissed her eyes, and returned to the shoulder position again.

His affectionate gesture warmed Consuela's heart.

She must be crazy now.

"If this is what I want, I hope it can extend forever."

Became love.

Consuela froze for a short while. Was he expressing his feelings for her?

Richie's embrace was getting closer and closer. Consuela couldn't break free from his embrace, but she couldn't feel the hard distance.

At this moment, she clearly felt that Richie was afraid that she would escape.

"If this is not what I like, then I think, in the future, I will definitely do it."

Love was a very strange thing. It came for no reason and grew confounded.

No one knew what would happen in the end.

"Consuela, I'll spend the rest of my life with you,"

As a matter of fact, he might be straightforward enough to express his love to her, but Consuela didn't know how to respond, just wanted to laugh.

She didn't know why, maybe because she was happy, or simply wanted to laugh.

But the man suddenly threw out a question, and her face was messy. Finally, she could only be numb and stiff.

"Consuela, do you like me? If yes, shake your head; if not, nod. "