Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 92

The next morning, Consuela woke up in her room. She smelt the fragrance of Debbie's body. The grass green curtains were blown up by the wind, making her feel a little cold.

This rent house was not so big, and even a little shabby. She could hear the sound from the kitchen, and the regular sound of cutting dishes.

It's amazing that the careless girl like her could cook.

Debbie caught a glimpse of her from the corner of her eye. She said quickly, "Go and brush your teeth and wash your face. I will be ready soon."

She seemed to have done a good job in the kitchen, and Consuela smiled back at her and went to the bathroom.

When Debbie finished cooking, she almost bit her tongue. She raised her head to look at the woman who was taking off her apron, tears welling up in her eyes.

With a look of disgust, she responded, "collect your nasal mucus and tears and prevent me from eating them."

"I finally know why Herman Lin kept chasing after you." She was so good at cooking.

If she hadn't tasted the food prepared by Nancy, she would kneel down in front of her and sing "Conquer".

"No talking while eating. Shut up and eat." Debbie rolled her eyes at her and didn't say anything. But when she saw Consuela have a good appetite, she was still a little proud.

However, that man had never praised her for her cooking. Besides, hadn't Herman Lin been on good terms with a woman on TV recently?

She didn't want to make trouble for herself any more. No matter who was fooling around with him, she would be the happiest person to let him get someone else's hand.

After the breakfast, she swung the car keys in her hand and asked in a teasing tone, "Have you decided where to go, or do you want me to take you to Sruthan Building right now?"

Boss did not reply to her phone call last night, and he did not work overtime and left early yesterday.

Left with no choice, Consuela nodded resignedly. Although it would be very awkward for her to bump into this man now, she really wanted to know why he didn't answer the phone on purpose.

She was curious, but at the same time, she was afraid that she would get an answer that she couldn't afford. She was so entangled and helpless.

She sighed and left with Debbie.

Because of their location, they had to get up earlier and rush to the company when there was no traffic jam.

She leaned against the window to catch up on sleep. As a pregnant woman, she got up so early this morning to get herself into trouble. However, when she lay on the bed, she was unable to sleep.

Her phone in the pocket suddenly rang for a text message. She was stunned for a while and then quickly turned on the phone. When she saw the message, she inexplicably heaved a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong with you? Are you crazy?" Obviously, Debbie was also in a low spirit. She blinked her eyes and tried to get rid of the distracting thoughts.

But she still felt a little dizzy as she saw the front road.

However, Consuela didn't seem to be worried at all. She was in a high spirit. "Debbie, take me to the hospital," she said.

The text was from Tim.

'Consuela, boss was sick again yesterday. I didn't want you to worry about him, so I said nothing. Can you come and see him now?'

The signature on the bottom was Tim.

Consuela could almost guess his tone. With a guilty conscience, he typed the words and looked around. He didn't want to make the man nervous.

"You are so funny. What text makes you so elated?" Debbie set the steering wheel and drove to HR Hospital.

The girl beside her was so beautiful and even a little jealous as her face was so ruddy. They had spent the night together.

Rolling her bright eyes, Consuela smiled and said, "Well, he's ill."

"How could you laugh so happily when someone else is ill? You're so unkind, Consuela," Debbie was speechless and she shook her head to criticize her for her bad attitude.

She really didn't know what the boss did to make her angry. She was in a good mood as soon as she knew he was sick?

Consuela scratched her head, not knowing how to explain.

The confused woman led Consuela to the entrance of the hospital and then got into her car before speeding away.

She still remembered how cunning he was when he said that he would strip off all her holiday. She really didn't want him to find any fault with her.

Watching the car speeding away, Consuela pressed her lips into a thin smile. She lowered her eyes to hide the smile in her eyes.

They took the elevator to go upstairs following the ward they booked. Maybe it was too early, she was the only one in the elevator.

Suddenly, the elevator came to a halt. Consuela took a few steps back out of instinct. She heard the man ask in disbelief, "Why are you here?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Consuela immediately raised her head and saw Richie's face darkened up.

The man walked in when the elevator door was about to close. Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps on the corridor. "Wait."

Raising her head, Consuela found that the woman was no other than Cassie.

She smiled awkwardly, but Cassie didn't notice the subtle change in the atmosphere. She waved at her and said, "I know you two like each other. Your wife will come, won't she?"

The narrow elevator was crowded. They could hear the triumphant and high pitched voice of Cassie. Holding a corner of her clothes, Consuela was at a loss for what to do.

The atmosphere among the three people was quite embarrassing, but Cassie was so talkative that she didn't notice the dead silence of the two people beside her.

When the elevator reached the right floor, Richie walked out with a cold face, and behind him followed by Cassie. It was then that she realized that there was something wrong between the two of them.

"Hurry up." Richie urged her.

Cassie stepped forward and said helplessly, "Oh, slow down."

She had to trot to keep up with him as he was walking so fast.

Unexpectedly, the man turned his head and looked at the woman still in the elevator. "Don't you come here to see me?"

Cassie, who was self absorbed, felt embarrassed and touched her face silently. She felt that her face was very painful and was slapped on the face.

"What? Yes... " Consuela didn't budge a little, but a smile crept across her face.

And the man's face was still pale, but it was not as cold and indifferent as before. Now he could at most keep a poker face.

In spite of illness or in general, this man was as straight as a floss.

After entering the ward, Richie looked at the bedside table for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "Cassie, do you want to hit Tim right now?"

Cassie rolled her eyes and said incredulously, "Don't fool me. Take good care of yourself and don't stay here for half a month. It will be awkward if the news goes out."

Even her voice was a little bleak, as if she was still sleeping.

As soon as she finished speaking, she put on a drip. After adjusting the speed, she cast a meaningful glance at Consuela before leaving.