Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 192

As a pregnant woman, Consuela wasn't able to take care of this tall and strong man. With the help of the housemaids, she slowly moved the man onto a king sized bed and then used a wet towel to dry his body.

She touched his warm skin inch by inch. The touch between her fingertips made her feel like being irritated by a slight current.

At this moment, Richie was a real drunkard, but he also had unusual defensive ability. When she took the towel to him, he grabbed her hand directly.

It was so fast that Consuela couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. Before she could lift her hand and remove his fingers, he had already raised his eyelids and said, "Oh, it's you!"

The man's voice was very different from that of before. He sounded like a simple, good boy, which made Consuela feel maternal love and free to do whatever she wanted to do.

Although they were in a cold war, she wanted to deny that she didn't care about him at all.

Then, after the cleaning, she helped him change a set of clean clothes, and threw the equipment with a strong smell of alcohol away.

"In fact, I also owed you in the previous life, so I need to pay you back now." After taking care of the matter, Consuela was exhausted. When she saw the relaxed look on the man's face, she couldn't help but chuckle.

They should have been enemies in the previous life, and they even made some promises to each other, and then neither of them completed.

Therefore, they were destined to be entangled and tormented each other in their lives.

The night deepened. After a quick shower, Consuela yanked the covers and jumped into bed. Looking at the man's deadpan face, she sighed inwardly.

She had read from a book that "If you are with the one you love, you can sleep with all your guard down".

No matter when he was drunk or when he was sober, he always slept with her soundly most of the time. But she didn't think it was because of love.

But just now, when they were downstairs, the man called her name directly and repeatedly complained that except for her, no one else should touch him.

Was he crazy?

Her mind was in a mess. The next morning, when she woke up, he wasn't at her side. Then she was surprised to find that the man had covered his forehead and walked into the bathroom. He seemed to be tying his tie.

Consuela lay back in the bed again. When the man walked out of the bathroom, he didn't greet her as if what had happened yesterday was only an illusion.

His clothes that was cleaned out yesterday had also been put away, which gave him a complete disguise. If Consuela hadn't remembered how hard she had been working the day before, she would have thought that she had been in a fantastic dream.

However, the way he treated her was really annoying. She really wanted to see through his face which was always calm without any emotions.

Halfway through his journey, the head of the hangover didn't fully cooperate with him after all. After acting in an indifferent way, he grabbed the doorknob and felt a little wobbling.

After a long while, he didn't open the door to leave the room.

Consuela covered herself with the quilt, her big eyes widening in shock. But he didn't dare to do anything now that Consuela was awake.

It was until Richie couldn't bear it any more that he turned his head and showed weakness. He raised his slanted eyes which were full of brutal atmosphere and looked at the woman who had a meek head. He gritted his teeth and said, "come and help me."