Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 59

Richie seemed to be in a good mood the whole day. As his employee, she could feel that most.

It was the man who was always serious enough to make her want to make a new head for him.

When he said that although there was a flaw, it was all right, everyone in the video conference was dumbfounded for more than ten seconds.

Was he possessed by a ghost? Richie was a man who had always been emphasizing perfection. And this time, he easily let their design concept pass.

"Anything else?" As he spoke, his voice was as cold and thin as ever, filled with a faint twilight glow.

Consuela stood on the balcony, watering a pot of green plants. The dim sunlight spread all over her. She held the kettle with a bright smile on her face, more attentive than the time she treated him.

As soon as this idea appeared, it was interrupted by a person at the other end of the line. It was a long report.

After pouring water into the green plants, she turned around and closed her eyes again. She could only see half of his serious face. His eyebrows knitted into a frown and his face darkened with displeasure.

He must be having a meeting. Even if he was sick, he was busy all the time except teasing her occasionally.

For him, money was endless. The more he earned, the better.

When she grinned and tried to look away, the man seemed to have noticed something. He suddenly looked up. The other half of the hidden face in the dark was also immersed in the sun.

The man with delicate facial features slowly extended his eyebrows, his lips slightly curling without a word.

Obvious seduction.

The girl, however, was not ambitious at all. She smiled in embarrassment, turned around quickly, pretended to be busy. In addition, she was caught peeping at him, and was seduced with a smile.

She really did not have any resistance of the handsome man, and she always kept a state of admiration for all the beautiful things.

Even if she knew the bad nature of that person, she couldn't do anything to him. Well, she also dared not.

At dusk, Emily brought some clean clothes to the hospital for Consuela. Richie explained stoutly, "I still need someone to serve me personally."

After saying goodbye to Emily, she heard the young man's shameless answer. With a wry smile, she asked, "Who said that it was not good for pregnant women to stay in the hospital yesterday?"

He still drove her back to the villa before midnight. Now he really wanted to get her back with his stupid mind.

With a straight face, Richie lied, "I thought too much yesterday. Am I guilty for worrying about your safety?"

He just raised his eyebrows and claimed that he was a great man with no shame at all.

"No, No. It's my honor to serve you all the time."

"You said the same words when you applied for the position of secretary." His eyes darkened, and he seemed a little dangerous with the thin lips curling.

She was almost going to rake up the past.

Unlike a pregnant woman, Consuela went straight to the bathroom of the ward quickly. "I'm going to take a shower first," she said coldly.

"Don't come out if you lose your child."

The man's anger was stopped by the sound of closing the door violently.

Consuela walked out of the bathroom in a loose white pajamas. By then, the man had already sat on the bed, slightly dozing.

Darkness fell. Consuela sat on the edge of the bed and started to surf the Internet with her phone. In the soft, yellow light, her face looked like a ripe apple.

She wanted to go to the next ward to take a nap after the man fell asleep. She was so bored that she could only skim through the Twitter.