Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 198

She felt too ashamed to go to her bedroom and slept on the same bed with that man as they had a fight just now. And she didn't want to turn off the wall lamp. She opened her eyes wide and could only sigh faintly.

She was becoming more and more coward.

Right then, the phone was hung up. The annoying voice disappeared. She got out of bed and poured herself a glass of water.

When she passed the corridor, her eyes inevitably stayed on the door of the master bedroom for a few seconds. Then she forced herself to walk away under the bright light without any attachment.

She looked calm, but she felt restless in her heart.

She didn't sleep well, just like riding a restless ship. She always changed the direction when she was about to ashore.

She herself even gave up the treatment. And the dream never came to an end.

Consuela opened her eyes, hiding the last trace of fear in her heart. She picked up the pillow used to block her vision the day before, held the mobile phone and dared not press the button yet.

She stared at her mobile phone awkwardly for a few minutes, and then her heart almost jumped out of her chest when the phone suddenly lit up.

She didn't realize that she was wrong until her phone was thrown into the bed and the battery on her phone was powered off.

Even though she knew it was her fault, she still couldn't muster up courage to ask herself to reassemble the phone and start it again.

No matter who it was, she was not in the mood to deal with it at the moment.

She took a deep breath and walked out of the room. Just at this time, she ran into the man who opened the door. She looked at that man in a suit and did not show any expression on his face.

It was the nature of a boss to pay employees salary, and this was not like making trouble at some time.

Raising her lips, Consuela wanted to say hello to the man, or say hello to him with a smirk on her face. But when the man walked past her with a sullen face, she decided to ignore him.

They were quite suitable for going their own ways.

The light lingered on his dark suit, but in the end it only illuminated one side of the color, and the heat emitted into the coat at last.

And she was just enjoying the warmth in silence.

The atmosphere at the table was quite embarrassing. The man, who was determined to leave after breakfast, put down the newspaper, looked down at his watch, and then left the table elegantly.

When the man touched the handle of the door, the woman's voice sounded neither too high nor low, soft and pleasant, and her tone was simple and sincere.

"Can I go out for a walk? If I continue to stay here, I will become ill."

Richie raised his hand and loosened his tie that had just been tied up. He looked back at the woman who was restless and afraid of being rejected, and said coldly, "After pregnancy, if the mother suffers from mental illness, the child's genetic probability will not be high."

The woman who had been thinking about fighting for a long time was deeply hurt by his words. How could he be so rude to her?

"I..."