Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 62

After the three of them finished eating their porridge, Consuela received a phone call and walked to the balcony. She completely ignored Richie's inquiring gaze.

It was Debbie.

Before Debbie could say anything else, Consuela asked with a stern look, "Who answered your phone? Don't tell me he's your brother. I remember you told me you're the only child in your family."

Her tone was somewhat domineering. As expected, the weak would be gradually infected after being together with the strong for a long time.

Sometimes she even felt that she was a bit similar to Richie.

Debbie didn't expect that she would ask such a straightforward question. She explained vaguely, "That's one of my ordinary friends. I just went to the bathroom, and you happened to call me."

She blurted it out without a pause. If the man hadn't kept silent for more than ten seconds, she might have believed it.

"Do you really think I'm stupid?" Consuela asked, taking a bite of the grape angrily.

It was impossible for an ordinary friend to come here in such a hurry without any precaution. She could put the phone next to him.

It was a poor lie.

Debbie said in a low voice, as if trying to avoid someone, "Actually, that's my cousin."

Before Consuela could finish her sentence, a loud bang was heard from the phone. Then the man's voice was heard again.

The man chuckled and said, "I am her beloved brother."

His voice rose slightly at the end, as if he was in an extremely happy mood.

When Consuela was about to say something, the man who had cleaned up the table walked up to her slowly and rested his chin on her head.

A muffled voice came from above, "Who are you calling so happily?"

The smile on his face became bigger and bigger, which even made her feel a little uncomfortable.

As soon as she heard the scary voice, Debbie grabbed her phone from the man's hand and asked in confusion, "Consuela, are you...

You... With whom?"

Her words were cut off in a busy tone.

She took down the phone and looked at the time on the screen. She remembered the familiar voice. It was Richie, her boss, the CEO of Sruthan Group.

Sure enough, they two had some special relationship.

Well, that girl was very skillful too. She didn't say a word in the company, as if the story hostess was someone else.

She heard that man was also in this hospital. It seemed that she met her somewhere.

The man on the sickbed, who was teased by his fans as the national dream man, came over, and his face was pressed against hers. The outline of his charming face could not be more obvious.

"What are you thinking about?"

The coldness brought Debbie back to her senses. She turned around and pushed him away. Standing up, she snapped, "Can you behave yourself?"

Why was he coming so close to her? Did he lie to those little girls about his stoic image in that video?

The man smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that Consuela quickly hung up the phone, Richie's eyes became a little sharp. His thin lips were not very red, but they were full of anger.

"Chatting with a little lover?" While saying, he turned his head to look at the man in the ward who had nothing to do, as if implying her something.

"You think too much. I don't have a little lover, but I just don't want to expose anything."

After all, when they got married, he specifically stated that their relationship should be confidential to the outside world.

She was not a satisfying lady of the Ye Clan.