With a warm smile on his face, he explained, "Mom, what's the rush? I'm in a relationship with Consuela because I'm eager to see my sons and daughters."
Hardly had the words full of tease faded away, the quiet dining hall suddenly became rustling and whispering.
Ronald, sitting on the host seat, laughed and said, "For all these years, what you have done most right is to bring a granddaughter-in-law home."
Gradually, the atmosphere became active. Everyone seemed to agree with this obedient and pleasant girl.
After dinner, the relatives sat around Consuela in the living room, surrounded by the colorful lights. They didn't mind asking questions, as if they didn't mind ignoring Consuela.
"You're very beautiful. How old are you? Where do you live?"
"Look at this little face. It's red and shy."
Consuela accepted them one by one. After they left the house, she sat in the back seat, unscrewed the lid of a bottle of water and sighed.
She didn't expect that the members of the Ye Clan would be so enthusiastic. Because of the appearance, Richie must have some gene problems.
"You don't know where I live, do you?" The view outside the car was becoming more and more unfamiliar. Consuela turned her head and asked.
She had gone through a lot of shortcuts, so she was sure that the place where he took her would never be her residence.
But the man must have investigated all her ancestors, how could he not know where she lived.
After coming out of the Ye’s house, he became indifferent again. "Don't bother me."
She didn't know why he was so angry.
The man's pace became more and more remote. After getting off the expressway, he sped straight to the suburb of L City. On his way, without saying a word, he looked like a lunatic.
"Where are you going?" she touched the door handle and leaned towards the door, pretending to ask calmly.
She had made up her mind to communicate with him first. When he relaxed his vigilance, she would slip out.
Her little movements could be seen clearly from the rearview mirror. Richie raised the corner of his lips, and the ripples in his black eyes.
"Go to my place to sleep today. It's no good for me to tear your body apart."
There would be a lot of unavoidable troubles, and it was unnecessary for him to deal with them in person.
His explanation was so blatant that it was hard for others to understand. Unknowingly, Consuela furrowed her eyebrows and scanned the car.
She suddenly felt that staying with this man was the most dangerous thing?
With a friendly smile, she said politely, "You don't need to give me a ride. Just drop me off here. I'll hail a taxi over there."
In her eyes, no one could be more dangerous than this man. Staying with him was the same as losing her life.
"Consuela, you know, you are pregnant. I'm not that horny yet." Richie saw through her subtle expression, and the corner of his mouth was full of coldness.
If he hadn't been drugged, he would never allow any strange women to sleep with him. And now she was putting on airs.
The car went into dead silence. Consuela closed her eyes and didn't say anything more.
She didn't know what kind of monster Richie could be. She just knew that she was the trapped lamb, and there was nowhere to escape.
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