Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 61

Consuela walked to the gourmet street while the man in the ward was slowly waking up.

The sun was shining brightly. As usual, Tim knocked at the door of the ward. Before he got permission, he pushed the door open and came in.

As far as Tim was concerned, Cassie didn't dare to act recklessly.

When he entered the ward, Tim's heart missed a beat when he saw Richie's gloomy face.

Unluckily, Consuela wasn't here.

When Richie saw the person, the hope in his eyes was vanished. He asked in an unfriendly tone, "Do you come here to see a patient without any gifts?"

When he just woke up, the woman had disappeared. He was dissatisfied when Tim suddenly appeared. He thought it was the woman who came back.

Tim wiped the sweat on his forehead. He was obviously looking for trouble.

"I'm here to care about you. I don't know what you want." He shrugged his shoulders to show his helplessness. His original plan was to be this man's competent assistant.

"Did you see her?" he asked coldly.

"Ahem, I just arrived, and I didn't see Consuela."

Seeing that man's face clearly showed that he didn't need him, Tim could only squeeze out a bitter smile. He must feel the life was so wonderful that he came here to look for trouble.

Richie stood up and walked steadily into the bathroom with his pale face. He turned his head and said to the person standing outside, "Why can't you find her if you don't see her?"

He was confused as to the reason why the man was so aggressive?

Tim wanted to retort, but he didn't dare to do so. Feeling aggrieved, he answered, "Yes, my boss. I'm going to bring her back right away."

Consuela was not stupid. She had a pair of hands and healthy feet. Maybe something had happened to her when she left the ward, or she might just do something else for him.

Why did Richie worry about Consuela so much?

He couldn't understand the feelings of losing something in love.

He heaved a long sigh, when the man in the bathroom got angry again. "I asked you to look for her. Do you still have any complaints?"

Tim quickly denied, "No, I don't dare to complain at all even if I go up the mountain or under the sea of fire."

The man came out of the bathroom wearing a loose hospital gown. His features were deep and clean. He looked at Tim with a sneer and said nothing.

Tim knew that he shouldn't have stayed in the ward for too long. He immediately turned around and opened the door. "I'm leaving now."

But right then, he bumped into someone. Lowering his head, he gasped and grabbed hold of her wrist, who was almost knocked down to the ground.

If she fell to the ground, he would be definitely sent to Africa to be a charity senior.

The moment Consuela raised her head, a familiar voice came from behind her, "Consuela, are you okay?"

"I'm okay. Let go of your hand first." She waved her hand and smiled helplessly. Her hand was hurt.

The next second, Tim let go of Consuela's hand with a flattering smile. This was how she looked when she faced the man?

Behind her came an unhappy voice of the man. "How long are you going to stand there and exchanged looks?"

They both felt cold as if someone suddenly turned down the temperature of the air conditioner.

Tim walked away with a bitter smile and let the woman who carried the porridge come in first. He looked down and saw the woman carrying a big bag.

The man exclaimed, "Oh my God! Why do you bring so many things?"