And all of these started because of her. But when she was in the mall, she was armed to the teeth and she had never been to news or entertainment, so that no one would recognize her.
However, it was a piece of news about this man. Maybe tomorrow it could pull Harry down from the headline
After receiving the instruction, the doctor who rushed in started to open the medical kit. He raised his thick glasses and asked, "Miss, how do you feel?"
"Yes, Mrs. Richie" Tim who was behind the doctor added slowly.
Richie, who was sitting next to her, raised his eyebrows and felt relieved. He looked much better now.
The hardworking doctor raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face. Looking at the pale and young woman in front of him, he asked, "Mrs. Richie, how do you feel?"
This kind of delay would be still his fault in the end. He was taken away from the table and just was showed the credentials, without saying a word.
Now he just realized that it was a woman who got hurt.
Amused by his words, she pointed at her injured leg and said, "I just sprained my ankle, and I couldn't walk anymore. I don't care much about it."
The doctor lifted the bottom of a trouser leg and looked at her swollen ankle. His face was obviously relaxed. "There is no serious problem. It's just a simple sprain. There is no protection after taking care of it. Apply something to subside the swelling later. Go back to rest..."
The doctor said a few words and then was sent away by Tim.
When the doctor told her that she was okay, she sat on the chair and kicked with the other healthy leg. Then she looked at Richie provocatively and said, "I told you not to go to the hospital. Don't you see I'm fine?"
"Heartless." Richie watched her face, her body movements, and finally said helplessly.
He got up and approached her. Squatting down, he looked at her ankle and asked, "is it still painful?"
Consuela stopped kicking when Richie walked up to her. When he looked at her attentively, a cloud floated over her face.
"Not any more." She shook her head. After seeing this face, she forgot all the pain.
Before she was able to finish it, the angel like man raised his hand and twisted her foot. In a second, the screaming resounded through the entire floor.
"You are insane!" Consuela howled.
After the doctor left, Tim, who was going to open the door to be the third wheel, was forced to stop by the roar. He strode towards the gate as if nothing had happened.
He didn't want to be looked at coldly by Richie again. Better to leave at once.
"What the hell? If your scream made me deaf, can you afford to pay the price?" He lifted his head and looked at the woman discontentedly. Then he released his hands from her ankles and took a few steps back before the woman realized what she was going to do.
"You're such a crazy bastard," said Consuela.
She stood up and was going to teach the man a lesson, forgetting her identity and his ability to beat up a man who was 1.8 meters tall with bruises all over his face.
She just wanted to vent her anger.
"How heartless! Don't you feel anything wrong?"
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