Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 142

Then he saw the woman not far from him suddenly looked away. The woman's face turned red gradually.

He raised his eyebrows and said nothing more, waiting for the woman to answer the question herself.

Was it because she felt guilty or she was angry that her kindness was misunderstood by him? It was easy to see from the attitude of her speaking that she was being polite.

Consuela took several steps back, not intending to make the man look at her in the eye.

"Do you want to eat it or not?" If she was poisoned, her life would be ended and the Xia Clan wouldn't have a comeback in L City.

She didn't have the courage to poison the dishes.

Sitting on the chair, Richie said to the woman who turned her back to him by coincidence, "Then try the poison for me first."

'Fine, I will. I really want to poison this picky man.'

The woman poured a bowl of rice for herself and turned around to make another bowl for him. Then she ate it without any hesitation as if she hadn't had anything for more than ten years.

He couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. Whenever she was unhappy or too happy, she would become like this.

Sometimes he really doubted whether her parents had mistreated her before, but according to the data, they treated her as a treasure.

Without thinking too much, he picked up his chopsticks and joined her.

He hadn't tasted the dishes cooked by her for a long time, and Consuela had specially made it for him in order to please him. He really liked them.

After dinner, like a king, Richie sat beside the table, watching the woman cleaning up her things. He kept silent, just staring at her with his eyes.

Being stared at by the man, Consuela was really in a sorry plight.

She really wanted to throw the rag to the face coveted by countless women in L City, but her sense controlled the impulse.

Richie watched her wipe the table absently. This woman could really hold back.

If she had something to say, just say it. He would think it over carefully before rejecting.

"Consuela, do you really have nothing to tell me?" He stood up and asked.

There was a table between the two, and Consuela was stunned by his question. After hesitating for a few seconds, she raised her head and said nonchalantly, "nothing."

Richie raised his eyebrows and glanced at her. Then he turned around and went upstairs. "Well, I'm going to take a shower. You can continue."

The way she behaved just now was really disgusting.

'you jerk! Can't you be like the hero in the soap opera? Why do you keep asking and then roar because of disagreement?'?

Furiously, Consuela raised her hand to wipe the table. All of a sudden, she felt that her life was becoming harder. How could a pregnant woman be treated so coldly.

After Emily cleaned up the flowers and plants in the garden, she looked at Consuela's unhappy face and said, "Mrs. Richie, let me do this. You can have a rest now."

Holding the bowl in her hand, Consuela felt a little embarrassed. After a while, she calmed herself down and said with a smile, "No, thank you. I can do it. Please help me check my succulent plants."

Noticing that Emily wasn't going to listen to her, she asked with a stern face, "can't the hostess send you around?"