Consuela's face soured at his stubbornness. She raised her head to look at his flat chest.
Her face was bright red. She laughed and said, "What are you trying to do?"
Only this man could feel her suppressed anger. Her hands clasped tightly around her, and hers body trembled with anger as well.
Richie slightly bent down and rested his head on hers. "I don't want you to leave," he said resignedly.
Consuela widened her eyes in surprise, but unable to see the man's face anymore. In a trembling voice, she asked, "do you know what you are talking about?"
'The only reason he don't want me to leave is that he don't want me to divorce him. Although it's probably for the sake of my child, ' she thought.
"Don't be paranoid. So many women want to give birth children for me. Why didn't you think about it? Why would I let you have my baby and marry you?" He lowered his voice, which sounded tempting.
She felt the puff of his breath becoming strong and her face being against his chest, so she felt as if she were placed in a big stove and her head was hot and dry.
When she came back to her senses, she replied coldly, "Because you said that you've never seen a woman who is more shameless than me who dared to crawl into your bed."
Although he didn't say it clearly, she could tell something from his subtle expression. After all, she was just too sensitive.
The man was stunned by her words. He didn't know how to respond. Shaking his head, he said with a smile, "I intended to give you a hard time for that reason, but I gave up that idea."
The playboy looked back. If it hadn't been for the baby in her womb, he wouldn't have played tricks on her.
If she didn't have this sudden baby, she must have a miserable life now.
"I have been thinking about what you would do to me if I wasn't pregnant. I am sorry for what you have said before. Although I have a poor memory, I can remember your words."
Consuela took a deep breath and answered slowly. She wasn't sure if she was really angry at him or just couldn't stand him anymore.
She closed her eyes, pretending to be a dead body.
The topic was getting more and more offensive. Richie looked up at the woman and sighed, not knowing what to say.
After a short while, a light flashed in his mind. He continued, "that's how things are like in our relationship, Consuela. We didn't do anything wrong, and I don't regret having our own child either."
At the thought of this, Consuela's face darkened. She couldn't help but mock the child again. 'Children, as others say, are the crystallization of parents' love.'
However, her marriage with Richie had gone through so much for the sake of their children. She didn't want to say anything more now.
"What do you want to say?" Consuela opened her eyes and looked at the dark white chest in front of her. She tried to push him away, but she didn't know where to start.
Her cheeks were still rosy with the man's touch. He was radiating a cold aura which had driven away all her shyness.
It was also the early spring season now. The weather would not be cold, or people would not feel hot if they didn't wear thick clothes. However, the man's body was so strong that he loved sleeping with her very much.
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