Stuck In His Heart novel Chapter 66

Debbie smiled peacefully. Her beautiful short hair was dyed by the sun and she continued, "Auntie, maybe it's because I'm pretty. A few of us look like me in my hometown."

The woman was amused to see that she didn't seem to know her. She turned over the page and found the girl familiar.

She must be an important person I've met lately.

The woman turned her head and said to Richie, "You and your cousin are also lucky. You have both been selected to be sent to hospital on the same day."

Then the three of them began to discuss about their future plans. Consuela idly ate her food, and picked up a slice of food for the woman next to her.

Debbie kept chuckling while having her bountiful lunch unhurriedly, her palms wet with sweat.

'That bastard! You'd better pray to God every day! Otherwise, I will get hold of you!

I will show him how capable I am.'

Consuela, who was closest to Debbie, could tell how nervous she was now. Her hand was already beginning to bleed.

She glanced at Debbie from head to toe. An idea struck her, but she held back.

After dinner, the two old women were chatting with Richie about their daily lives.

Consuela was stunned by Richie's filial piety.

After saying goodbye to them, Debbie dragged Consuela to the gate and said in a trembling voice, "Don't ask anything now, Consuela. That man almost drove me crazy."

Even if the woman wasn't arranged by him, she would still connect her as a conspiracy role.

Consuela waved her hand as a sign of compromise. She grabbed her arm and said, "Okay, okay. I won't ask you anything. Could you please calm down first? Where are you going?"

If she left now, maybe those people would still stay outside. Wasn't she afraid?

"I'd like to throw myself into the net." Debbie said with a bitter smile.

The elevator just opened. After they went in, Debbie pressed a button. The reception in the elevator was bad, and the phone was temporarily blocked.

Debbie didn't want to count the calls. 'This man is so crazy and stubborn... Retarded.'

Tapping her chin, Consuela commented, "You're a coward."

"You too." Debbie rolled her eyes and pressed her forehead helplessly.

As soon as she walked out of the elevator, she got a call from the man. Consuela had already been asked to leave.

Oh, she was such a coward. She must ask someone to send her back before she dared to enter his ward.

He was so stubborn. If he made phone calls all the time, why couldn't he send a message?

She had no choice but to knock at the door of the ward when her phone slid to answer accidentally. The man said in a sullen and listless voice, as if there was a little ambiguous atmosphere.

Although they were cousins, their images in front of outsiders were totally different.

One was so cold that nobody dared to approach him; the other was extremely beautiful, but often with coquettish breath, like a hungry wolf in the boundless forest.

The man smiled and asked, "you finally come to see me."

Some people didn't have to show their anger on the surface.

Debbie was biting the door of the ward with a smile, thinking that this man could always make people listen to him.

She was forced to come here?

The man seemed to be in a good mood. He laughed, "well, let me tell you. In fact, there is no one outside."

Before she could leave, the door was suddenly opened from the inside. Debbie had no strength to resist and was pulled in directly.